Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
"Sir, what should we do?"
After a brief silence, someone finally spoke, turning to look at Weng Quan.
They had not anticipated the severe consequences of this matter, but what happened now had already exceeded their expectations.
For someone like Scholar Xie, if evidence were found in his house proving he was a spy, even if he denied it, it would be a lot easier to deal with. However, when they rushed into his residence, Scholar Xie died right then and there. Moreover, it seemed like he was angered to death. Such a manner of death was truly troublesome.
Looking at the woman mourning over Scholar Xie, Weng Quan frowned and gritted his teeth, saying, "Continue searching!"
At this point, the situation had escalated to this extent, and it made no sense to abandon the mission halfway. With things reaching this point, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue.
The officials nodded and quickly resumed their search.
The grieving woman was too heartbroken to pay any attention to them, so she naturally said nothing. The two children were somewhat bewildered. They just looked at their grandfather, who had always doted on them, lying on the ground, his body gradually growing cold. So they started crying together with their mother.
The courtyard was filled with sobbing.
An elderly man stood in front of the narrow study, holding a wooden stick. He stared at the Left Guard officials, "If you want to enter, you'll have to step over my dead body!"
He was a household servant in Scholar Xie's residence, having served this Scholar for several decades. Their relationship was not just that of a master and servant; it was more akin to a friendship. The lead Left Guard official, having read the information, naturally understood. Now that Scholar Xie was dead, the old man naturally directed all his anger toward these Left Guard officials.
"You bunch of martial artists, you never read books, only knowing how to slander loyal subjects. Truly a group of animals!"
Tears shimmered in the old man's eyes. He simply did not b
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