At this time, Deng Mingyang, who was unconscious just now, ran into the room. Seeing Tang Yin's back, he was as shocked as a wooden chicken, unable to speak for a long while. Before he could say anything, the clone touched his nose and spoke first: "I am the fake Zhong Sang, the real Zhong Sang is over there, he is already dead."
Deng Mingyang looked at the direction where his finger was pointing in shock, it was true, there was actually an identical Zhong Sang lying on the ground, and it took him a good while to react, he stared at Tang Yin's clone and muttered: "Elephant, is truly an elephant, its acting is too similar!"
The clone proudly laughed out loud. Then, he lowered his head to look at the pale and disheveled Madam Deng who was sitting blankly on the ground. His gaze was daringly fixated on her as he chuckled, "What's wrong? Sister-in-law still isn't going back to her room? "
Hearing him say that, Deng Mingyang suddenly remembered that his own wife was still here. She anxiously called for a young Maidservant to help her return to the bedroom.
Deng Mingyang thought that this fake Zhong Sang in front of him was only joking and didn't mind it much. But in reality, not only had the clone changed to Zhong Sang's appearance, it had also changed into Zhong Sang's personality.
Seeing that Madam Deng was being supported away by the little Maidservant, he sighed softly, his expression turned serious as he said to Deng Mingyang: "Mingyang, Zhong Sang is dead, you can't stay in Yan City any longer, you have to follow me there!"
He clearly knew that this Zhong Sang in front of him was fake, but hearing him speak in such a manner, he still felt that it was awkward. Furthermore, the tone of his voice was the same as Tang Yin's, causing him to be at a loss for what to do. Just then, Tang Yin spoke out, "Mingyang, clean up the area, I'll arrange for people to come and fetch you later."
"Master, where are you going now?"
"To the Zhong Residence, of course." As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a ghostly light. Absorbing Zhong Sang's soul could save him a lot of time and effort. Now, the internal structure of the Zhong Residence was completely displayed in his mind, he could even think of a secret sentry or a heavily armed guard in any corner. The effect of Soul Combustion was much greater than the burning of death.
Leaving one of the Dark Arrow members to 'help' Deng Mingyang to organize his luggage, Tang Yin then brought his clone, the three Shangguan brothers, Cheng Jin and other Hidden Arrow Crew to quickly return to Yue Zijie's residence.
At this time, Lu Fang and the other hanger-ons had already left the city through the tunnel.
As soon as Tang Yin and the rest arrived, Yue Zijie came out from the door and welcomed them. At the same time, he brought out ten or so soldiers dressed in red armor. These people were all dressed up like his Domestic Servant, and the military uniform on their bodies and the weapons in their hands were all obtained from Deng Mingyang. As the Captain, it was still very easy for Deng Mingyang to get some military power.
"Lord, we are all ready." Yue Zijie said with a serious expression.
"Yes!" Tang Yin nodded, then looked at the group of people behind him and said: "We will change our equipment."
They took off their casual clothes and put on their red armors and red helmets. They looked no different from ordinary soldiers. When everyone was ready, Tang Yin gave the order to get on the carriage. Hidden Arrow Crew and Yue Zijie's Domestic Servant s numbered more than a hundred. Each of them drove a carriage out of the Yue Clan Residence and headed straight for the Zhong Residence.
Not long after walking, Tang Yin gave the order for all the clones to appear on Cheng Jin's Hidden Arrow Crew. Under Tang Yin's orders, the 20 odd people instantly turned into 40 odd people, with their real bodies acting as coachmen and their clones walking underneath the carriage.
It was already late at night, and the security in the city was still very tight. Patrol guards could be seen walking around the city.
With so many carriages, even if they were in military uniform, the guards would still step forward to investigate. At that moment, no one said a word, Tang Yin would deal with them from the front.
As Zhong Tian's blood nephew, how could anyone in the army not recognize Zhong Sang? When they saw him come out, the guards all acted like a mouse that saw a cat, they didn't even dare to ask anymore and just moved quickly.
Nothing unexpected happened along the way, so they successfully arrived at the Zhong Residence.
Tang Yin did not allow the convoy to stop at the main gate, but instead, he changed it to the back gate. The main gate was too eye-catching, with so many people around, it would be unfathomable if anyone saw through it.
The back door of the Zhong Residence was not wide. There were over a hundred cars parked there, blocking the entire alley.
Tang Yin's clone was the first to reach the back door. He raised his fist and knocked on the door.
He smashed the door dozens of times before sounds of movement came from inside. After a short pause, the back door was abruptly pulled open, and dozens of soldiers holding long spears rushed out. At the same time, the walls on both sides of the door creaked, and at least two hundred archers stuck their heads out, aiming their bows at the carriage parked at the back door.
The clone Zhong Sang frowned and asked loudly: What are you doing? Rebellion? "
Hearing that, the officers and soldiers raised their heads and looked at Zhong Sang, two of them even intentionally passing the torch to him, and upon seeing his appearance, they all changed their expressions, one of the Captains waved his hand at the officers and soldiers, and shouted: "Don't worry, it's the general, the general is back!"
Zhong Sang looked at the Captain who spoke, his thin eyebrows raised high, and asked coldly: Yu Kuan, what are you doing?!
Hearing him call out his name, the Captain became frightened and quickly ran forward to pay his respects. "General, you …." Didn't you go home? Why is he back? How to... Why is he going through the back door? "What are these carriages doing?" The Captain Yu Kuan asked several questions in a row with a puzzled expression.
"You talk so much, shouldn't you be a Captain, and should be a lobbyist for the conscription!" Zhong Sang rolled his eyes at him coldly, reached out, pushed him to the side, and then walked into the back door as if there was no one around. This was Zhong Sang's personality. Relying on the fact that he was the king's nephew, he looked down upon everyone, and his arrogant eyes almost grew to the top of his head.
Seeing that, the clones of Cheng Jin and the rest followed them in.
After being scolded by Zhong Sang, Yu Kuan was in a difficult spot, but he did not dare complain at all. Without even looking at Zhong Sang's bodyguards, he immediately chased after them, his face filled with an apologetic smile as he said: "This subordinate is only concerned about the general, I hope the general does not mind."
"Humph!" Zhong Sang snorted. After waiting for a while, he said slowly: "I just received Uncle Wang's order to move all Liang Xing, Wu Yu, Ziyang Haochun and his family members whom we have under guard away."
After hearing his words, Yu Kuan did not seem surprised at all. Instead, he said, "No wonder! Are we going to move it into the palace? "
Zhong Sang, on the other hand, strangely raised his single hair, looked at his width, and asked: "Why do you say that?"
"Just now, the First Prince came over, and he already brought the First Miss, Wu Mei, with him to the palace."
"What?" Hearing this, Zhong Sang could not help but take in a breath of cold air, First Prince? Then it must be Zhong Sang's eldest son, Zhong Wu. He actually brought Wu Mei to the palace? Why did such an unforeseen event happen at such a critical juncture?
Zhong Sang was definitely not a stranger to Zhong Wu, he had a second son, his eldest brother Zhong Wu, and second brother Zhong Wen, Zhong Wu was his cousin.
Seeing Zhong Sang's surprised expression, Yu Kuan asked curiously: "General does not know about this?"
Zhong Sang's reaction was extremely fast. He snorted and said: "How could I not know, it's just that I don't know if it was my Royal Brother who personally came to receive them." While speaking, he muttered to himself, "I have been interested in Wu Mei for a long time, don't let Zhong Wu go first!"
Hearing this, Yu Kuan shook his head. This boss of his was so perverted that even his uncle's woman was spying on him. This showed just how perverted he was. But no matter how bad the character of Zhong Sang was, he was still the relative of the new Sovereign King.
He repeatedly agreed, "Yes, yes, yes."
The two of them chatted as they walked towards the place where the important officials were being held.
In the past, there were very few people who knew that there was a dungeon in the Zhong Residence, and it was a very large dungeon. Of course, very few people knew that Zhong Tian unrestrainedly recruited disciples, and trained the most outstanding among them to become his trusted subordinates, doing unspeakable things for him.
After absorbing Zhong Sang's soul and obtaining all of his memories, Tang Yin became familiar with the place. He twisted and turned in the Zhong Residence and arrived at a side courtyard, where there were even more soldiers. There were even more soldiers, ten steps, one guard, five steps and one sentry.
Seeing Zhong Sang swaggering over, the officials all interfered and saluted. Some of the soldiers who were not standing properly puffed out their chests and stood straight.
Arriving at the side room of the courtyard, Zhong Sang had no choice but to focus even more. Here, there were two hanger-ons personally placed by Zhong Tian guarding the door.
The cultivation of these two hanger-ons were both at the Spirit Origin realm, and was not the highest among all the hanger-ons. However, their Spirit Force was extremely powerful, and was said to have come from Divine Pool.
However, the Divine Pool was the origin of the Spirit Martial Realm. Cultivating in that place meant that the Spiritual Martial Expert was emerging one after another, and many of the Spirit Martial Cultivators from the various kingdoms would spend a large amount of money to hire their disciples from the Divine Pool. As for the size of the Divine Pool, the population was not large, so how could a batch of Spirit Cultivators come out after another, it was unknown.
Zhong Tian had a few extremely powerful hanger-ons that he had hired from the Divine Pool, and the two guards at the dungeon entrance of the Zhong Residence were one of them. It was also because of the two of them that although Zhong Sang peeked at Wu Mei and Wu Ying's beauty, he did not dare take action.
Now that Zhong Sang had been replaced by Tang Yin's clone, Tang Yin could not guarantee that the two hanger-ons would not sense him.
The room was very ordinary, no different from a normal room. There were two beds inside, each with a middle-aged man in his forties seated on it.
Seeing Zhong Sang leading his team of soldiers in, the two of them got off the bed curiously, cupped their hands, and said: "General Zhong, why have you come here so late at night?"
"Ha ha!" Zhong Sang curled his lips and laughed. He only glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eyes, and then confidently said: "Take them away."
He came to pick her up again! The two middle-aged hanger-ons blankly frowned.
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