After listening to what the two women said, Li Longling ordered the guards to find a few more witnesses from the passersby.
After listening to them as well, she could confirm that the guards were called to the scene to kill a demonic cultivator, and before that, he had been seriously wounded by two ***Black Star*** Sect disciples.
However, after learning that ***Black Star*** disciples were involved, the doubts and questions in Li Longling's mind not only did not diminish, but actually increased.
Why didn't the two disciples notify the ***Dragon House*** guards in advance and bring them to capture the demonic cultivator, but instead choose to take action themselves?
Why didn't they return to the scene after the demonic cultivator died and tell her, the Young Lady of the ***Dragon House***, the ins and outs of the matter?
Li Longling kept thinking about the possibilities, but she still couldn't figure out the answers to these two questions.
Remembering that Xiao Yunluo was the Young Lady of the ***Black Star*** Sect, she asked her, "Sister Xiao, do you know something about this?"
Xiao Yunluo, who was also confused, shook her head. She replied, "I don't know, I haven't heard anything..."
At this time, Feng Yu Die, who had been silent all this time, suddenly squeaked and said, "Sister Li, I have a question!"
"Ah... Sister Feng, please tell me."
"When I came here, I heard that there seems to be more extreme flaming spiritual energy this year than usual. Sister Li, have you checked the suppression spell formation here?"
Li Longling replied: "The suppression spell is inspected every month. The people who checked the formation said there was no problem. As for the extreme flaming energy, my father said it is just because the earth's veins are stronger this year."
"Really? Since Master Li said so..."
Feng Yu Die thought for a while, then glanced at the guards present, leaned toward Li Longling's ear, and said: "But Sister Li, I can't stop thinking there may be some coincidence between the suppression spell and this demonic cultivator. Maybe someone in the ***Dragon House*** colluded with the demonic cultivator?"
Hearing this, Li Longling frowned even harder.
Xiao Yunluo, who was standing nearby, heard it and hurriedly shouted. "Hey! You idiot..."
Feng Yu Die quickly protected her waist, took a step to the side to avoid being pinched by her, and argued. "Sister Xiao, as the saying goes, good advice may be hard to hear but it helps your deeds. This issue of the demonic cultivator is no small matter. I am just raising an idea."
"But you can't say that..."
Feng Yu Die rubbed her nose and grinned. "Isn't that because I trust Sister Li? Anyway, I think anyone in the ***Dragon House*** except Sister Li may be in cahoots with the demonic cultivator."
"What makes you think I wouldn't have dealings with a demonic cultivator?"
"How could a beautiful and upright girl like you be related to a demonic cultivator?" Feng Yu Die gave her a thumbs up. "My intuition is usually spot-on."
Xiao Tian, who was hovering near her head, turned black. She shook her head in annoyance and said, "*Yu Die, are you starting again*?"
Li Longling was dumbfounded - this was the first time a girl called her "beautiful".
"Sister Feng, you are joking, but..."
But...
Feng Yu Die's words made her think.
Around **Dragon Mountain**, there were countless spell formations and spirit beasts bred in the city, with the ability to sniff out spiritual energy. The guards were also investigating the cultivators who entered the ***Dragon House***...
If someone in the ***Dragon House*** hadn't conspired with this ***Demonic*** Sect cultivator, it would have been impossible for him to enter the mountain gate.
Now, it was almost a certainty that there was indeed a spy in the house.
Moreover, this person's status may not be low.
After thinking for a while, she decided to tell her father what happened here and what Feng Yu Die thought, so she said, "It's getting late. Sister Xiao and Sister Feng, you should go back to the inner mansion and get some rest. I'll take care of it here."
"Don't you need my help?" Feng Yu Die asked with a smile. "I think I'm quite good at finding clues... and I can also protect you."
Li Longling cupped her hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but it is really inconvenient to bother Sister Feng with this matter. Please rest assured, Sister Feng."
"Oh, Sister Li... You don't have to be polite..."
Li Longling was silent for a while then said, "It's really not necessary."
Xiao Yunluo grabbed Feng Yu Die's shoulder, interrupting her. "Then, Sister Li, we will return to the inner mansion now."
With that, she pulled Feng Yu Die on the flying sword and left toward the ***Dragon House***'s inner mansion.
...
As midnight approached, most of the servants in the *Jiang Mansion* had already returned to their rooms to rest.
Ye Anping supported Liang Zhu and entered the mansion through the back door.
"Wifey, go back to your room and change your clothes. I'll help Brother Liang to his room and be right back."
"Um!"
Pei Lianxue nodded, turned around, and went back to the courtyard where she and Ye Anping had been living during this period. Thinking she would have a 'bridal chamber' with her husband again shortly, she was very happy.
After seeing Pei Lianxue leaving, Liang Zhu looked down at Ye Anping, who was supporting him, and said, "Sixth Brother, to be honest, I really didn't expect you to come over at that time."
"Eh?" Ye Anping raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Brother Liang, in your mind, am I so ruthless as to watch you die and remain indifferent?"
Expressionless, Liang Zhu replied, "Yes."
"..."
Ye Anping blinked and smiled stiffly.
If Liang Zhu died, not to mention that it would affect his plan, but the most important thing was that he would have to face Ating's question-- "*Uncle, I haven't seen my father for many days, do you know where he went*?"
He really didn't want to answer this kind of disturbing question.
"Let's just say Ating saved your life."
"Huh?" Liang Zhu didn't understand.
At this time, Ye Anping brought Liang Zhu to the courtyard where he and Liang Ating lived. Ating seemed to have been waiting in the yard for some time, and as soon as the two entered the yard, she ran up to them.
"Father?! Uncle?! Where have you been?"
"Your father went out to fight and got hurt, but I saved him for you." Ye Anping told the truth.
Liang Zhu's eyes twitched and he glanced at him, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said.
Liang Ating asked worriedly, "Ah?! Father... Are you badly hurt?"
"I'm fine." Liang Zhu quickly withdrew the arm on Ye Anping's shoulder, deliberately pretending that nothing was wrong, stepped forward, picked up Liang Ating from the ground, and let her sit on his arm. "It's just some scratches."
Seeing this, Ye Anping was inexplicably impressed.
This guy had both arms broken, and yet...
"Never mind..."
Ye Anping shook his head and sighed, then took out a bottle of medicine from his storage bag and threw it into Ating's hand. "Ating, please help your father apply this medicine. I'm going back now."
"Okay, uncle, take care!"
