The Sword God of the South

The Suspicious Death

"Is there anything strange about me, sir?" having not answered for long enough, Zhang Fei finally asked him another question.

Asked twice, the old man immediately closed.

"Ah, no. No, Young Master. I'm .. I'm just surprised to feel like I've just seen someone like you," she said, a little having trouble talking.

Zhang Fei smiled. He then repeated the same question as before.

"Actually .. here nothing happens, Young Master. The old man .. he was killed by murder,"

"Killed? Killed by who?"

"Emmm .. by an unknown person. Yeah, the one who killed him was a stranger. Supposedly, that guy was a robber,"

Zhang Fei stared intently at him. Now change, it's her turn to investigate the old man. He did not believe the answer given. Moreover, from the facial expression and tone of speech, eighty percent proved that the old man was lying.

"alright. Then, excuse me. Don't forget, take care of the old man's body immediately. Cassian to him," Zhang Fei said with a smile.

Not waiting any longer, he immediately left from there.

Zhang Fei deliberately did not seek further information. Because he has a next plan. According to personal suppositions, this plan would at least help him find the real answer.

In a mere instant, Zhang Fei had vanished being swallowed up by the crowd.

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Time keeps going. The afternoon sun gives a reddish glow in the western horizon. The grasses were green as if it had turned into a fiery red.

The weather this afternoon was great. It seems that even tonight there will be many stars scattered in the sky.

Zhang Fei was taking a walk while enjoying the atmosphere around. On the left right of the road, traders are being visited by customers.

The street vendors occasionally screamed out for each other's merchandise. Children who are being invited to walk by their parents, look cheerful because they are attracted to crowded places.

From several restaurants around, there was also the smell of cooking that pierced the nose.

Zhang Fei enjoyed all of that calmly and leisurely. He walked while occasionally drinking wine that had been purchased before.

The current goal of the Chair of the World of Persilatan is to return to the college he found this morning. After some time later, Zhang Fei finally arrived there.

From the outside, it appears that the state of the college is deserted. The courtyard was no longer as crowded as it was anymore. The bodies of the old man covered in blood are now gone.

Maybe the college took care of the body.

The gate made of wood was left open. There are no guards there at all.

Without lingering, Zhang Fei directly walked in there. His steps still remained as calm and relaxed as before.

From inside the building, there were several pairs of eyes that were watching him. Zhang Fei knew that, but he acted foolishly and as if he did not know.

When he arrived at the main door, he quickly opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Fei immediately got a 'warm welcome'.

No less than ten spear rods had already been stretched forward and almost hit his body. Zhang Fei's distance with all the spears was very close. Maybe just one finger.

Around him, there were of course ten spear-holders.

"Who and what's your purpose here? Oh. .. I know, you must be that traitorous gang, right?" a man about thirty years old asked a question and said in a cynical tone.

Not to mention getting an answer, he had already released a fairly concentrated killer air from his body.

For him, the killer air may have been arguably great.

But to Zhang Fei himself, it was nothing. Even if the ten-man killer's air was combined once, it might still not be enough to match his killer's air.

Zhang Fei glanced at them simultaneously. He found that these people were at least second-class warriors.

To break free from the current threat, it was as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

It was a pity that Zhang Fei was unwilling to do such a thing. He wanted his plan to go smoothly as he wished.

"My name, you don't deserve to know. But regarding the second question, to be honest, I myself do not know and do not understand anything. My coming here is not evil. I just wanted to meet the old man I met this morning," Zhang Fei said.

"lik! how could you possibly want to be honest?" the man smiled coldly at her. But, he did not stop him from continuing another question. "Whose parents do you mean? Most of them are over thirty. You could say, everything is old,"

Zhang Fei smiled. Although his position was now under threat, he did not look panicked. Zhang Fei calmly replied. "I think that person is the oldest person in this place. You guys know who he is, too,"

"Hemm .. I don't know," the man replied fiercely. "Here you go, let's buy this masked man lesson,"

He gave orders to nine of his companions. As soon as the ucaoan was thrown, simultaneously the ten spear rods were directly pierced forward.

Surprisingly, the spear thrust also hit an empty place.

Where's the masked man? Why was he suddenly not in his place? Can he disappear? Could he be a ghost?

"Are you looking for me?" Zhang Fei asked. Suddenly he was behind the ten people.

They glanced at him simultaneously. Ten human faces, currently seen giving the same expression of confusion.

How could that person move so quickly? When does he move?

Those questions are actually swirling in your head. But none of them filed it.

Ungoverned, the men again launched an attack. Ten more spear rods came simultaneously. Zhang Fei's entire body was targeted by them.

Wutt!!!

Zhang Fei let out his inner energy. The ten spear rods suddenly stopped right before hitting his body.

The spear holders were shocked half to death. They wanted to pull back the weapon, but it was in vain. Because the spear cannot be pulled. Not even a little bit of moving.

When Zhang Fei was about to break all the spears, suddenly from behind him there was a person speaking.

"What is this storm?"

That was the voice he had heard. Unmistakably, it must be the voice of the old man he was looking for.

Realizing this, Zhang Fei immediately struck out the ten spears earlier. The spear follows its owner pushed back three steps.

Zhang Fei turned his body.

"We meet again, sir," he said with a smile.