The rooms on all four sides were divided into small private chambers, with peach-colored silk curtains hanging at the entrances. Through the propped-up windows, one could see the tables inside adorned with alcoholic drinks and dishes, as well as a smoking bed.
As for the backyard, it was where the girls changed clothes and rested.
Clotheslines were cramd together, hung with assorted clothing and bedding.
Li Yan lowered himself, walking across the rooftop, then took a deep breath and looked towards the second floor of the central courtyard.
He saw that the innermost 'Heavenly Suite' on the second floor was decorated far more luxuriously, with wool rugs on the ground, but beneath the rugs, half of a reed mat was visible.
A spring palace painting hung on the wall, appearing exceptionally suggestive amidst the flickering candlelight.
Pine wood chips were burning in the copper fire basin, their smoke curling the edges of the wealth-attracting papercuts on the beams.
On the smoking bed, the short burly man had already collapsed, his eyes half-closed, the copper pipe of the opium flickering intermittently.
In other rooms too, people were almost universally smoking opium.
Upon seeing this, Li Yan could barely conceal his murderous intent.
Now, he was certain that the Jinghai Gang was definitely colluding with 'Jianmu.'
Moreover, the scale of this force was not small.
Those foreign rchants with Evil Ghost Qi, ndes, and the Jinn Navy might be involved.
Utilizing brothels and gambling houses to spread opium.
The officials in Jinn must also have a share in this!
Due to the impact from his previous life, he loathed this substance with a passion.
Unexpectedly, having transmigrated to another world, the opium still perated the Divine State!
Watching the short burly man intoxicated and blissful, Li Yan no longer hesitated and jumped down.
Within the chamber, the courtesan in peach-red satin had just brought a fruit platter when a shadow suddenly flipped in from outside the window lattice. In terror, she wanted to scream, but blacked out before she could.
After knocking out the courtesan, Li Yan turned to face the short burly man.
The dark post man was quite alert. Despite his muddled head, he still reached for his blade.
But just as he tried to turn over, he suddenly went stiff, unable to move.
He felt as if his vision was gradually darkening, like his consciousness was sinking into the deep sea, surrounded by pitch-black silence.
This feeling was almost akin to death.
The short burly man was usually ruthless, not changing his expression even when gouging flesh from his leg and eating it raw in conflicts, often reciting, "At worst, I'll be a hero again in twenty years."
But this feeling really made him panic.
While Li Yan remained coldly standing aside.
With the Soul Hook, he suppressed this man's spirit, employing such heavy asures to avoid creating too much noise and threateningly interrogate.
After several breaths, Li Yan retrieved the Soul Hook.
The short burly man slowly awakened, his eyes full of fear.
This brief mont felt like an entire day to him.
"Who... who are you?"
The short burly man sweated on his forehead, gritting his teeth to ask.
"Less nonsense, I ask, you answer!"
Li Yan sternly questioned, "Who ordered the harm on Cangzhou's Wu Qu?"
"Brother, I... I don't know..."
The short burly man dared not admit it, but before he finished speaking, his vision turned dark again.
Li Yan wasted no ti, utilizing the Soul Hook imdiately.
After several cycles, the man finally collapsed, "I'll talk... I'll talk!"
"It was Third Master who instructed !"
Facing this terrifying spell, the short burly man even improved his stamring.
Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is Third Master?"
The short burly man gritted his teeth, "The Jinghai Gang, Yu Wenhai, lights the third incense, everyone in the gang calls him Third Master. This... this hero, this matter has nothing to do with anyway."
"No more nonsense!"
Li Yan reprimanded again, continuing his interrogation.
Finally, he clarified the sequence of events from the man's mouth.
A magician surnad Zhou arrived in Jinn from elsewhere years ago, leveraging Wang Family's yin criminals to set up, enticing captives into slaughtering living Yin ssengers, initially operating cautiously, but growing more blatant after the Yellow Springs Organization's collapse.
The Jinghai Gang sohow found out.
They first controlled Zhou the magician, then lured Wu Qu's friend, using cruel interrogation and intimidation, finally coaxing them into drawing Wu Qu from Cangzhou.
That magician Zhou was also silenced afterward.
All instructed by the third-ranking leader of the Jinghai Gang, Yu Wenhai.
Three green thumbs assisted, thus knowing the process.
Regarding who took action, it's unclear.
"Why did Yu Wenhai do this?"
Li Yan asked sternly again.
"Tha—that... how would I know?"
Seemingly noticing Li Yan refrained from killing, the short burly man's boldness resurfaced.
Yet before finishing, Li Yan raised his hand, lightly pressing it on his forehead.
Bang!
Power unleashed, the man's head instantly exploded, and his corpse fell heavily to the ground.
"Big brother, what happened?"
This voice imdiately drew two other n.
They rushed from the neighboring room, but just as they reached the door, a cold gleam pierced through the wooden door, directly stabbing the scar-faced man's forehead before he even lost consciousness.
The skinny guy was shocked and turned to run.
But from behind, he heard a crack - Li Yan had burst through the door, using Shrinking Ground into Inches. The blade dashed past, slicing off the skinny guy's head, sending it soaring into the central courtyard.
"Murder!"
The courtesan who ca to watch scread imdiately.
Li Yan paid no heed, using a black scarf to cover half his face, leaping out in a few steps, kicking open another room door. As the blade shimred, the smoker inside, who was putting on pants, got his head chopped off.
Wu Qu's death, the spread of opium, ignited a malicious fire within Li Yan's heart.
He didn't care whether these opium smokers were innocent, kicking doors open, raising his hand to kill, going room by room.
Blood splattered everywhere, candles flickered.
The fallen candle flas ignited each compartnt.
Amidst the blaze and smoke, screams, pleas for rcy, and the sound of blades piercing flesh repeatedly echoed.
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