Chapter 101 To Draw a Snake out of Its Hole

In the Grand Preceptor's House, the Grand Preceptor Wu Ci gazed at his son's corpse, the sadness deepened on his face, and a malicious look could be seen in his eyes growing fiercer. Wu Yunqi, his eldest son, looked as bitter as his father, standing there with his fists clenched resentfully. A woman lay weeping over Wu Yunye's body.

Grief and tragedy hung like a haze over the Grand Preceptor's House.

The elderly Wu Ci looked even older in his grief. He approached Xue Ying, "General Shenyong, thank you for returning...the remains of my second son. Do you know who murdered him?" As a man who had experienced many things, the Grand Preceptor remained calm even during such a trial.

Xue Ying responded with great respect, "It...It was the owner of the Fengyun Firm, General Huguo's newly adopted daughter, Feng Yun'er."

Wu Ci narrowed his eyes resentfully, "Feng Yun'er?'' "Feng Yun'er, you will pay with your life!"

Xue Ying frowned and stepped forward, advising Wu Ci, "Grand Preceptor, please heed my advice. The owner of the Fengyun Firm has a great status. She murdered a Princess of the Chi Kingdom in public, who was one of the Crown Prince's concubines, and he did nothing about it. It would be in vain if the matter were reported to His Majesty and the Crown Prince. Grand Preceptor...you should let it go..."

"How can I let it go!" Wu Ci was so enraged that he swung at several antique vases sitting on display near him smashing them to pieces as they crashed to the floor. "He was my beloved son, and now he has been killed. How can I let that go? The Fengyun Firm, so what? My Chimei Wangliang can make her disappear forever."

Wu Yunqi wiped tears from his cheeks, "Father, it must have something to do with Yun Yajun. Yun Yajun has never been on solid terms with anyone from Grand Preceptor's House. Now he is backed by the Fengyun Firm, and he is certainly trying to take back the military power. Father, we must stop Yun Yajun!"

There was a sinister air about Wu Ci. "Yunqi, ask Chimei Wangliang to make Yun Yajun and Feng Yun'er pay with their lives!"

"Grand Preceptor, " Xue Ying grabbed Wu Ci's arm to get his attention, "We are facing bigger things, that man said the time had not come. If you take this course of reckless action, I'm afraid you'll alert the enemy."

Wu Ci yanked himself away, fiercly stating, "Killing Yun Yajun would be good, it would not do us harm. Besides, no one knows I'm the master of the Chimei Wangliang. As for the the Shuihuang Firm, I'll take the responsibility."

So far, everyone had fallen into Canglan's trap.

As the sun set, a nearly round moon rose. It was a bit overcast, and dark clouds loomed overhead.

In the General's House, the family was happily enjoying supper. With Hua Luosui's joining them, Yun Yajun and Lin Wan'er were more cheerful. From time to time, he gave Canglan the eye, showing that they were very close and sweet, which led Lin Wan'er to repeatedly mentioning when they would set a wedding date.

The happy meal ended abruptly when an odd cold wind blew through on the otherwise warm summer night.

The wind brought a chill and more than a dozen men all dressed in black,

dead, and the servants had sticks and buckets and were masters of kung fu. They were halfway through their mission, so they'd better retreat before they were all wiped out.

What they did not know, however, was that tonight Canglan prepared a soup for her filial duty. In this soup, she added a pill developed by Yun Qin, which could neutralize any of the world's poison.

No one knew if the soup was made by Canglan or someone else, the point was the detoxification pill added.

Besides, they also did not know that Yun Qi had given Yun Yajun a pill that would leave him half dead and make him sleep. Furthermore, it turned Yun Yajun's face and blood black. What was more, without knowing it, they became buffoons.

The assassination over, the thirty-six servants lay on the ground the look of terror on them, while looking exhausted, of course, it was fake.

From then on, the other servants in the General's House regarded the 36 men as legendary grassroots idols.

The assassination was over, but the play was still on.

Lin Wan'er rushed up to Yun Yajun with tears streaming down her face, "Yajun, Yajun, how are?" "Where does it hurt, are you okay?" "Yajun, answer me, Yajun, don't scare me, please! Don't scare me, like this, wooo...fetch the imperial physician, fetch the imperial physician, hurry...wooo..."

As the General Huguo was wounded and unconscious, there was chaos in his home.

In fact, Yun Yajun was puzzled, he suffered a small injury, but why could he not open his eyes and why did he feel powerless.

Canglan wiped her tears with hypocritical expressions. Lei Tianyan rolled his eyes at her, "He is your father, you would cheat him. Be careful, or he may beat you later."

Canglan laughed slyly, "If he can catch me. Besides, I did this for the world. My father won't be mad at me. Just lay him down for a few days this way my mother can rest."

Lei Tianyan lifted his eyes, a bantering smile tugging at the corner of his mouth and his enchanting face glowing, "Yun'er, in some ways you are very much like your father."

"How?"

"You're energetic."

"Lei Tianyan, leave!"