The next day.
Feng Fuce specially arranged for people to plant many orange trees at his ho.
He went to Ruizhu Palace to invite Bai Zhi’er to see them.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t even get to see Bai Zhi’er’s face.
The one returning the ssage was Qingi.
"Please go back, Marquis. Her Highness the Princess says that it’s snowing heavily today, and she doesn’t want to go out."
Feng Fuce glanced at the tightly closed palace doors.
This wasn’t like Bai Zhi’er’s personality.
Usually, when she heard there was food, she’d run faster than anyone else.
However, Feng Fuce didn’t ask further, nodding, "Alright, I understand."
For several days in a row, Bai Zhi’er did not see him.
Feng Fuce, however, beca busy.
Because, as the year-end approached, several people had died in the Capital.
Previously, the deaths of Liu Qianfang and An Suzhu were thought to be revenge killings by Jianghu people.
Who knew that after them, several people died unexpectedly, and each had been skinned and left in dark alleys.
However, unlike Liu Qianfang and An Suzhu, all the people who died afterwards had their eyes gouged out without exception.
The horrific deaths caused the citizens to be constantly anxious.
Bai Xilie quickly learned of the incidents and ordered Feng Fuce to catch the culprit within five days.
Feng Fuce imdiately sought out Boss Wu, the Tower Master of Yanyu Building.
Boss Wu, seeing Marquis Wan, shrank his neck in fear like a rat seeing a cat.
"Did you guys kill Liu Qianfang and An Suzhu?" Feng Fuce asked coldly.
Recently, Bai Zhi’er seed unwilling to deal with him, which made Feng Fuce sowhat irritable.
Boss Wu quickly said, "Although our Yanyu Building deals in risky business, asking to kill a young lady of the Duke Mansion, I don’t have that kind of courage!"
"Moreover, killing two at once and skinning them? We are Jianghu people, not bloodthirsty butchers."
"If the Marquis sincerely asks, I, Boss Wu, won’t hide it."
He lowered his voice, "This matter is definitely done by i Ying and their group."
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow, thinking about the letter that was signed with the na i Ying.
"Who is i Ying?"
"Marquis, you are an outsider. In our Jianghu, all organizations and sects must obey the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s orders."
Boss Wu, speaking like he’s sharing gossip, said vividly, "i Ying, Iron Head, Horse Face, these three people are the Hierarch’s protectors."
"The Hierarch had just returned and announced the first rule, you must not offend the Princess, nor have conflicts with the Bai Family. Matters on the road, good or bad, must not surpass the Bai Family."
"Previously I heard Liu Qianfang intended to kidnap the Princess, so I imdiately sent a letter to the Alliance, and Liu Qianfang died that very night. It must have been done by i Ying and them."
"Their thods are ruthless and sowhat perverted; it’s their consistent style."
Feng Fuce supported his head with slender fingers, a bit indolent, "Who is the Hierarch, and why is he so concerned about Bai Zhi’er’s matters?"
Boss Wu looked at him in surprise, "Marquis, haven’t you heard? Our Hierarch Xu Lianzhou is the Princess’s uncle!"
Feng Fuce was stunned.
Xu Lianzhou? Now he rembered.
Back then, he had helped Bai Zhi’er pull this person out of the dungeon.
Unexpectedly, after recovering from his injuries, he returned to being the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch?
Feng Fuce crossed his arms, pondering, "So, now those people who died were all killed by i Ying?"
Boss Wu shook his head, "That, I don’t know. Perhaps they offended the little princess, and i Ying and the others killed them on the side."
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