Chapter 2227 - Untitled
Chapter 2227: Untitled
Mrs. Zuo said, “My sister-in-law said so…”
Her sister-in-law was none other than Mrs. Dugu.
“Master Dugu told her…” Zuo Ming shook Mrs. Zuo so hard that she thought she would throw up.
“How did Master Dugu know?!” Zuo Ming began to panic.
“Master Dugu said that Consort Ranmil had a crystal ball. When she injected her spiritual essence into it, it showed her the person she wanted to see. That was how they saw Feng Wu in the ball.”
“What do you mean by ‘saw Feng Wu’?” Master Zuo felt his mouth go very dry.
“I think it means that the crystal ball located Feng Wu and showed everything that was happening around her, like a live stream,” said Mrs. Zuo.
WHAT?!
Zuo Ming felt like he had been struck by a bolt of lightning.
Had he been exposed?
What…
No matter how calm he had been, he was frightened out of his wits now.
“So, they all know that I was going to assassinate Feng Wu?” Right now, it didn’t sound like an assassination anymore!
Everyone might now know it was him!
“No, it’s not like that.” Mrs. Zuo tried to calm him down. “Master Dugu did something when you appeared in the crystal ball, causing Consort Ranmil to lose control over it. It shattered, and no one saw what happened next. That’s why I’m here to ask you if you killed Feng Wu.”
“So, my identity wasn’t exposed?” Master Zuo was relieved.
He owed Master Dugu a big favor now.
Mrs Zuo shook her head. “No, it wasn’t. Master Dugu reacted just in time, so none of them recognized you.”
Phew —
Master Zuo let out a breath of relief. He realized that sweat had soaked the clothes on his back.
“What happened after that? Did you really let her get away? You could have killed her so easily!” Mrs. Zuo stomped her foot. “It was such a great opportunity…”
Master Zuo said, “Jun Linyuan arrived.”
Well… Mrs. Zuo had to admit that her husband didn’t have any other choice.
“So be it, then. We’ll have plenty of opportunities to kill her in the future,” said Mrs. Zuo. “By the way, where are your men? Have they gone back home?”
Jingyang Province was the Zuo family’s territory, which was why they could send out so many Spiritual Lords.
Mrs. Zuo complained, “Not only didn’t you kill Feng Wu, but all of them also failed to take down a Level 7 Spiritual Elder! How useless!”
Master Zuo’s face twitched.
“Where are they?” Mrs. Zuo asked curiously.
Just then, a man dressed in gray showed up. “My lord, we’ve collected the bodies, all eight of them.”
Master Zuo paled.
He had thought that some of them might have survived the battle, but as it turned out, they had all been killed.
The man with the iron hook was Mrs. Zuo’s personal guard.
“Cremate them and give the ashes back to their families for burial!” Master Zuo gritted his teeth, his face twitching with hatred.
Because he couldn’t leave any traces behind, he had made the arrangements beforehand.
His plan had been to collect Feng Wu’s body, but he ended up collecting those of his own men.
“Yes.” The man in gray promptly left after that.