"You don't suspect us anymore?" Feng Jiu asked, raising her eyebrows. She thought this middle-aged man's calmness in such circumstances showed his character.
"I don't dare."
The middle-aged man bowed his head. He had long known of the other party's formidable strength, even if they had never fought against each other before. However, these people with unfathomable strength were clearly led by the woman in red, so how could he dare to make reckless assumptions?
Feng Jiu took a step forward, her voice nonchalant. "Your daughter's death has nothing to do with us. As my people said, it would be simple for us to take your lives. We wouldn't make things so complicated."
After walking up to the middle-aged man, she paused and said, "But I'm curious.
This small village seems peaceful, yet a murder happened which implicates us and makes you suspect us."
The middle-aged man was startled and looked up at her after hearing this. As he saw her cold and indifferent gaze, he hesitated for a mont before saying, "I've already had people inquire if any strangers ca or went last night. We should have news soon."
"If you don't mind, I can help you look into it," Feng Jiu offered.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he hesitated briefly before bowing slightly. "Thank you," he said, gesturing for her to proceed.
"There's no need for others to follow," Feng Jiu said, glancing back at Du Fan and so others.
"Yes," they replied, signalling Leng Hua and Leng Shuang to follow.
The two nodded and followed Feng Jiu and the middle-aged man to a house nearby.
Once inside, he hesitated before saying, "My daughter died in terrible pain. I hope you won't be frightened."
Feng Jiu smiled faintly. "Not much can scare ."
The middle-aged man stood beside the bed where his neatly dressed daughter lay, his eyes filled with sorrow. "This morning, my wife ca to wake her after the guards got no response. When she pushed open the door and approached the bed, she found our daughter already dead."
His voice faltered slightly as he continued, "Judging by the stiffness of her body, she was killed around midnight. There are no wounds on her body except for a strangulation mark on her neck, yet she has lost all of her spirit energy breath."
Feng Jiu was standing by the bed, and she looked down at the girl's hand, then at her neck, where a faint bruise was visible. It was obviously caused by strangulation. Yet, after a brief look, she knew that the fatal issue was not the mark on the neck.
Her eyes rested on the girl's face for a mont before she slowly said, "She wasn't strangled to death. She died because all her essence, vital energy, and blood were drained."
The middle-aged man was stunned to hear this. "What? Drained of her essence, vital energy, and blood? That's impossible. If that were the case, she'd be reduced to skin and bones."
"You don't believe ? Try cutting her finger and see if any blood cos out," Feng Jiu said, already turning to leave.
As he watched Feng Jiu walk away, the middle-aged man looked at his daughter once more. He cut her finger and found that nothing ca out of the wound, not even a drop of blood.
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