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However, after hearing from Su shi about the dragon, Bai Jinyu was even more clear that the dragon had an even more complex organization system than that of the intelligence department. It was this kind of tight system that allowed the dragon to fly in the dark like a cicada in a cocoon.

Dragons had nine divisions, and were named after the nine sons of dragons. For the sake of strict confidentiality, the Nine Supremes operated independently, rarely communicating privately with each other. This was also the true reason why the dragon had survived for so many dynasties in Grand Xia without decline.

In the eyes of many people, this was a miracle. Even the Iron Curtain of the mysterious assassination association in the martial world had a long period of destruction, almost to the point of extinction. The leader of the other eight divisions would secretly gather together to create a new division from the disciples to supplement the missing division, causing its legacy to continue to be passed on.

Each of the nine divisions had their own responsibilities. Hornless Kiss was responsible for collecting information. It was more like a huge net that spread across the world's nine prefectures. All living things were the needles of the hornless kiss, firmly tying the world together.

Horned Kiss Division people were the most miscellaneous, from the temple, down the city, and between the countryside, it was possible that there was a Hornkiss Division on guard.

It was a pity that an organization as powerful as the Shocking Dragon had been destroyed in the same way. There wasn't much left to fear.

In the darkness, a lieutenant respectfully kneeled on the ground and greeted him with a warrior salute, "The Hornkiss Division is in charge of guarding Chen City and paying respects to His Highness, the Crown Prince."

The last doubt in Bai Jinyu's heart was finally answered. Su shi had been hiding in the Ancestral Tomb under the Dragon Slaying Mountain for more than twenty years. How could he have survived without food and water?

The fully armored warriors couldn't see his face clearly, they could only kneel on the ground and report in a deep voice, "Today, at dusk, the head of the Western Pavilion, Chief Yu, came and took away the crown prince's maid, Ah Yu'er."

"Got it." Bai Jinyu was unperturbed, as if she knew a warrior would come. He rubbed his forehead tiredly. "Are you done?"

"There are twenty soldiers assigned. Your Highness, don't worry. They are all people with hornless kisses. Their kung fu is also the best in the city. One of them is a spy from the Cloud Dragon Pass."

"Oh?" Bai Jinyu smiled, "Looks like that big shot knows I'm trapped here!"

On the morning of the second day.

The sunlight shone through the window, bringing with it a cool breeze that fluttered the white gauze of the library. From the mountain came the sound of flowing water, accompanied by the sound of the wind chimes. The clanging of the iron horses was very pleasing to the ear.

Manager Su quickly walked in from the distance.

When he entered, the pavilion was already filled with more than ten female servants kneeling on the floor.

This was the first time that Steward Su had entered this place. Looking at the fine brush, ink, and paper all around her, and the books on the table that she did not recognize, she could not help but sigh at the son of the Northern King. Indeed, he was a member of a royal family born in a martial arts family.

Bai Jinyu took a sip of the phoenix tree branch within her jade cup and looked at Manager Su with interest. She said unhurriedly, "Can you tell us why you are here?"

Hearing this, Manager Su's heart was terrified. He looked at the warriors standing on both sides of the library with bright blades in their hands, and felt his scalp go numb. He stealthily raised his head to look, and saw that Shaohua was sitting by himself behind a desk, playing with a cup of warm white jade.

He didn't know what had happened, but he had attracted the warriors guarding the fortress.

She was still in a state of panic when she suddenly thought of something. Today, he didn't see that little girl Ah Yu'er ever since he woke up! Could it be that he had secretly gone somewhere to take a break?

However, upon thinking of this, he suddenly felt that something wasn't right about Su Zong's matter. Ah Yu'er had been extremely diligent in serving Shaohua. He hadn't made the slightest mistake during this half a month. Was he sick?

But after some careful thought, he realized that it wasn't quite right. Even if Ah Yu'er was ill, she would drag it on to serve Shaohua.

Could it be … Dead!

Su Zhe's face was filled with shock, but this shock gradually turned into fear and dullness.

She suddenly remembered that Yu Chang'e had come to pick out a personal maid for that cripple of the East Pavilion. That Ah Yu'er's beauty and talent are all at the top of the Dragon Slaying Mountain Pass. More importantly, Ah Yu'er has only been here for less than a month.

Thinking of this, Su Zhe hated Yu Chang'en to death. If something were to happen to Yu'er, even the Northern Marquis wouldn't be able to take responsibility! Those were people from the capital!

"Shaohua, calm your anger. Shaohua, calm your anger. It's this old servant's fault. This old servant will lead some people over right now. Ah Yu'er, go get it back!" Manager Su continuously kowtowed, causing loud bangs to ring out. Not long later, his forehead turned completely green.

"Forget it." The white-clothed prince stood up and tidied up his clothes, looking in the direction of the west pavilion, a smile like the spring wind appeared on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice. "Then I'll trouble Lieutenant Chen to go with me to the west pavilion. My father has three hundred thousand soldiers stationed there! The old general leading the troops is said to be a lion! "

Manager Su, who was standing at the side, first frowned when he suddenly thought of something and his face turned deathly pale. There was only one person in the world who could be called a lion, and that was the Great General of the Northern Martial Palace, the one who hadn't lost a single battle in thirty years.

Even if it was a woman or a child, they had no choice but to talk to the famous general that had frightened Hubei Qiu Shan for over ten years.

West pavilion.

Early in the morning, Yu ChangEn summoned the female servants he had brought from the East Pavilion last night and ordered them to wait uneasily in the West Pavilion's courtyard.

The tightly shut door of the pavilion was finally opened with a creaking sound. A warrior in armor carried two corpses out from the pavilion. The corpses were wrapped in white gauze, so it was impossible to see their faces. The naked bruises on their clothes could be vaguely seen on their arms.

A'Yu'er stood at the back of the crowd, looking at the fading back, a cold look in her eyes.

In the west pavilion, a maid came forward to serve them with embroidered clothing. Second Young Master Su Shun Qian stood up from the soft seat, put on his clothes and walked out of the West Pavilion barefooted.

Walking out of here, one could see the most beautiful courtyard of the Dragon Slaying Mountain Pass. One could even see the sky outside the window full of peach blossoms. But now, although the morning sunlight was warm and gentle, the atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely cold and oppressive.

Those servant girls stared at Su Shun's cold gaze as if they were looking at a demon, causing fear to arise in their hearts.

This legendary second son of Su Hou had already been imprisoned here for four years, and no one had ever come to see him. Compared to the ancestors of the Su Clan, Su Shun Qian was obviously a powerless descendant. If it was possible, he really wanted to be like those peerless famous generals and sweep through the battlefield to fully display the prestige of dominating the Su Clan in the north.

Unfortunately, there were no more chances. Four years ago was his only chance. The moment he chopped off the head of the woman that his father doted on the most, there was no turning back.

"Aiyo, Master Yu, you still know how to come back!" Su Shun sighed deeply and humbly. He looked harmless as he slowly walked in front of Yu Chang'en.

The fisherman lowered his head and smiled, the fear in his eyes becoming more and more uneasy as the footsteps drew closer.

The man's pale lips slowly pressed against Yu Chang'en's ear. His long hair flowed down naturally into the wind, and he grinned. "Master Yu Chang, do you think you can still see tomorrow's sun?"

"Crown Prince …" "Please spare my life!" Yu Chang'en's entire body shuddered, and he suddenly knelt down on the ground, his forehead knocking against a rock, cold sweat dripping down his face. He looked down just in time to see blood trickling from Su Shun's snow-white trousers.

Yu Chang'en would never have thought that the two maids would actually have the guts to assassinate the Second Young Master!

He just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Hehe …" Su Shun Qian suddenly let out a loud laugh, but the laughter suddenly stopped. He fiercely grabbed Yu Chang'en's robe, and lifted him up to face him.

His pale hand slapped Yu Chang'en's cheek, but his lips curved up in a gentle smile, "If begging is useful, I wouldn't have ended up like this today!"