
Although the masked man was not tied up, his body was imprisoned, and he could not move. He remained in a kneeling position and was unable to speak even though he wanted to. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
He had thought killing Xue Batian tonight would be a small matter. After all, the defense of the Duke's Residence was not strong. With his ability, he could easily kill the severely injured Xue Batian.
However, he never expected there to be someone stronger than him in the Dukes Residence of — Yi Tian. There was also the famous idiot, the useless Miss Xue Fanxin, in the Duke's Residence. He was actually a hidden expert.
It's still fine. At most, he needed to make more preparations to kill Xue Batian next time, so he chose to run.
Who knew that once he escaped from the Duke's Residence, he would be imprisoned by an extremely terrifying force? He doesn't even have the ability to fight. Before he knew what was going on, he was brought into this room and forced to his knees.
Only when the person who had imprisoned him appeared in front of him and sat there playing a guqin did he realize that this person was the Ninth Imperial Uncle.
If the Ninth Empire's Uncle wanted to protect the Duke and Xue Batian Lands, then this matter would be strange. Even if his master used all his strength, he could not touch Xue Batian.
This mysterious Ninth Imperial Uncle had never been a busy person, nor was he concerned about the power struggles in the Imperial Court. Why would he suddenly disturb the Duke's Residence?
“This is a gift from me to you tonight. Are you satisfied?" Ye Jiushang smiled wickedly. He walked over to his guqin and sat down elegantly. Her ten beautiful and slender fingers were placed on the strings of the guqin. He flicked it gently, causing the guqin under his hand to let out a beautiful sound.
As Xue Fanxin listened to guqin, she felt like she had lost her soul. If not for his strong will, he might have trouble maintaining his rationality.
“Why do you play guqin in the middle of the night? You made a fuss,” Xue Fanxin said angrily.
However, Ye Jiushang did not think about it and continued to sit there. He stroked the guqin gracefully and said with a mysterious smile, This “Guqin is called Jiushang, and its tone is called Soul Loss. Jiushang Lost Souls, black mixed white, unknown enemies and friends. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.”
“Ye Jiushang, Jiushang guqin. Marvelous. However, I still don't understand what you're talking about.”
“You will get it in the future. Now, you can interrogate the gift I gave you.”
Xue Fanxin was confused. He could not follow Ye Jiushang's actions at all. However, he understood the last sentence, so he wasted no time thinking about things he did not understand. He turned his attention to the masked man and removed the black cloth from his face to see his true appearance.
"Why did I find this guy a little familiar?"
Although he was unable to remember who this person was for a moment, his memories seemed to have a shadow about this person. But it was a bit blurry, and he couldn't remember it.
“He is from the Imperial Advisory House. His name was Qin Tai, and he was a great person on the side of the Imperial Adviser. He specializes in helping Imperial Advisors train sacrificial warriors,” Ye Jiushang said casually, it seems like he knows everything.
With Ye Jiushang's reminder, Xue Fanxin finally remembered this person.
About a year ago, the Host and Xue Batian attended the palace banquet and met him. Back then, they had a slight conflict with him, so he had some memories of him.
Qin Tai was from the Imperial Advisory House. Does this mean the mastermind behind Xue Batian's murder today is the Imperial Advisor?
Based on his knowledge, there was no grudge between the Duke's Residence and the Imperial Advisory Residence. Why would the Imperial Adviser pursue his grandfather?
Qin Tai originally planned to die without revealing any information, but he never expected Ye Jiushang to know everything. He even knows his name.
The name of the sacrificial soldier will always be kept secret. Many of the actual sacrificial warriors did not even have names, only numbers.
If one were to investigate the name of the sacrificed soldier, they would definitely know everything about him like the back of their hands.
In other words, he had no secrets from the mysterious Ninth Empire Uncle, Ye Jiushang. Perhaps even his master's background was something that the Ninth Empire's Uncle already knew.
“The Dukes' Residence and Imperial Advisors' Residence are always thinking of their own affairs. Why would the Imperial Adviser want to kill my grandfather?” Xue Fanxin knew that Qin Tai's beliefs had collapsed. It's easier to interrogate him now.
Sure enough, when he learned that his secret was no longer a secret, the defense in Qin Tai's heart completely collapsed. For some reason, he was vaguely telling the truth, “The Imperial Advisor learned that the emperor had a grudge against Xue Batian and the Xue family. He wanted to get rid of it, so he took the initiative to ask the emperor for permission. He was willing to share the burden of the emperor and help him eliminate Xue Batian.”
“This useless ruler. My grandfather led an army of the Xue family to build an empire for him, but he was actually very ungrateful. How disgusting.”
Ye Jiushang stopped playing the guqin and said in a weak mocking tone, “Since ancient times, emperors have always been ruthless. Forget the subject, even father and son can kill each other for power. This is very normal.”
When Ye Jiushang stopped playing guqin, Qin Tai's head suddenly became clear. Only then did he realize that he had made a big mistake. He looked at Ye Jiushang in great horror, filled with fear of this person.
As sacrificial soldiers, even if they died, they were unable to reveal any information about their master. Even if the other party already knew, they couldn't say a word. Just now, he had completely spilled everything and even dragged the emperor out. This is a big mistake!
How did this happen?
Why is he getting dizzy now?
Qin Tai observed Ye Jiushang very carefully. Finally, his attention was fixed on the strange guqin, and he realized.
It was only fitting that the Ninth Imperial Uncle played guqin in the middle of the night. Precisely because he had heard the guqin, his head became chaotic as if he had lost his soul.
“You are very smart and soon realize the truth. However, people who know too much often die early.” Ye Jiushang casually hooked the guqin rope with his ring finger. A strange tone sounded from the strings and flew towards Qin Tai, accompanied by a purple light. It was like an invisible knife had sliced through his neck.
Qin Tai did not even know how he died. He only knew that the person who had killed him was very, very strong. Before he stopped breathing, the last thought that came to his mind was: Be it the Imperial Adviser or the emperor, if they continue to chase after Xue Batian, the one who will lose their lives will definitely be them.
Xue Fanxin did not care about Qin Tai's life. He turned his attention to Ye Jiushang's guqin and was slightly attracted to her.
It was a purple nine-stringed guqin. Like his master, he was mysterious and noble.
Killing people with music is not rare. The rare thing is that you can practice such a killing technique.
If only he could learn sound killer techniques as well ..