The voice sounded familiar to Jun Lanyue. He thought about it carefully and realized it was the sergeant of the troop, Wan Quan, from earlier in the day. This didn't mean that Jun Lin Yue would let his guard down. He slowly approached the door and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to seek refuge with you, master Hou." Wan Quan hurriedly said, "Master Hou, the patrol team will be here soon. Quickly open the door and let me in."

Jun Linyue put down the barrel in his hand and stared at the door. "The door isn't closed. Come in yourself."

Only after receiving instructions did Wan Quan dare to push open the door and enter. Before he could clearly see what was inside the room, he was stopped by a pitch-black sword that was shining with a strange luster.

"Master Hou, what are you doing?" Wan Quan trembled in fear, not daring to move.

When Jun Lanyue saw that Chen Changsheng had only walked forward alone, he felt slightly more at ease. However, he did not put down his sword, but only moved the edge of his sword a little. " Close the door first. "

"Master Hou, can you put the sword down first?" Wan Quan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, afraid that his throat would be sliced open by the sword.

Jun Lanyue remained unmoved. He stared into Wan Quan's eyes and said, "Tell me your purpose!"

Wan Quan felt a bit guilty under this strict and focused gaze. He said softly, "This little one is here to seek refuge with the Marquis."

"Jun Lanyue didn't dare to believe his ears. Could it be that his performance during the day was enough to move the hearts of others?" To me? "

"Yes." Seeing that the blade of the sword had moved a bit more, Wan Quan said in the fastest voice, "When I go back, I've thought about it for a long time. This house belongs to the Marquis, so his wife's act of seizing the lair should be punished severely, and she went overboard by replacing the important parts of our Golden Scale Guards with Dark Sword Hall. This is obviously the beginning of suspicion towards us Golden Scale Guards, how can we tolerate this kind of thing?

After Jun Lin Yue had finished listening, he pondered for a moment before asking, "Is this your decision, or is it the decision of your field officer?"

Wan Quan said, "About that... I have not yet reported this to the Lord Commander, and I presume the Lord Commander has the same intention as well. "

Only now did Jun Lanyue remove the sword from Wan Quan's neck. As long as there was anything wrong with it, he didn't mind killing Wan Quan to replenish his blood essence. Only those at the bottom would not be able to see the gap between him and his wife and would come running over to him.

He didn't think that the title of Jun Juanxuan and Uncle Rong's head would be so easy to deal with. He had lied to one of them so quickly. Now was not the time to be complacent. Since he had the Golden Scale Guard under his command, the matter of him asking for information naturally fell to him.

"Wan Quan, don't spread the news of you being loyal to me first." Jun Lanyue instructed, "After all, the Matriarch is the matriarch of our house. We need to use a more gentle method to make her hand over the authority in her hands. It would be best if she doesn't use any force. "So, you're going to be my secret chess piece and ask for more information on my behalf."

"I understand!" Wan Quan was so excited that his face was flushed. His martial arts was mediocre, but he just wanted to take advantage of the situation and didn't want to fight with others. This kind of detailed mission was very suitable for him. It was a small honor to be able to work under the marquis. "Master Hou is a man of great righteousness. This lowly one is willing to listen to Master Hou's commands."

"Tell me what you know first. Tell me about the duke's manor and tell me about all the minor matters." Jun Lanyue gestured for Wan Quan to sit by his side, and even personally poured a cup of tea for himself.

Wan Quan was flattered, so he spoke everything he knew. Don't underestimate these small fry. Although they don't have access to the top secret, the news between them travels extremely frequently. The narration took more than an hour. Jun Lanyue had already formed the general division of power within the manor in his mind, and he was also clear on who could win over who and who was the enemy.

Wan Quan, as a Golden Scale Guard, was naturally familiar with the rules of the Patrol Officer and easily found an opening to leave. He didn't know if the First Wife didn't want to anger Jun Juanxuan or if she had other plans, but she didn't care about the Hidden Dragon Hall's defense.

This was the real reason why Wan Quan could sneak in.

Jun Lanyue was the only one left in the pitch-black room. He didn't immediately start cultivating, nor did he fall asleep. Instead, he sat there like a statue.

The next day, Jun Lin Yue left the Hidden Dragon Hall at daybreak. He didn't wear his waiting uniform, as usual. Instead, he was dressed as a martial artist. Since he couldn't use the equipment in the training hall, he might as well start from the simplest one. He already knew some poor people's training methods from Wan Quan.

Early in the morning, the people of the house of the Marquis saw a man in a tight suit running past them. After running a few laps around the manor, Jun Linyue felt that he still had some strength left and ran towards the back of the mountain.

To return to the residence of the Sovereign Profound Realm, this sort of cycle allowed one to spend the entire morning running. After lunch, Jun Linyue forgot about the back of the mountain again. This time, he didn't climb the mountain. Instead, he found a few thick and sturdy trees and started practicing his martial arts.

The rough bark of the tree was not as good as any other professional weapon. The harder Jun Lin struck the tree trunk, the more painful it became. Soon, the bark was stained with blood.

Compared to death, this pain was nothing! That day, when the servant girl stabbed him with her sword, the image of him being powerless kept appearing in his mind. Jun Lanyue didn't want to try that feeling of despair again.

Not every time, there would be someone who would save him. In the end, the only person he could rely on was himself. Moreover, who could guarantee that the Sovereign Profound Realm didn't have any other intentions?

Chi You's spirit blood was doing its best to heal the wound, but the more Jun Lin punched out, the faster and fiercer his fist became. It was obvious that the healing speed was not as fast as the speed of destruction.

The days seemed to have calmed down, and no one came to assassinate Jun Lin Yue again. No one came to kill Jun Lin Yue, and no one came to provoke him, so every day he would exercise his body and listen to Wan Quan's report. And so, about half a month had passed.

"Until this night, Wan Quan brought back important news." Master Hou, the matter that you told me to investigate is finally beginning to make sense. "

Jun Linyue's brows twitched as he replied, "Speak."

"Although I don't know the exact value of the Pure Jade Pellet, I did learn that ten years ago, the Li family's Patriarch once said that as long as you bring the Clear Jade Pellet, he would be willing to use half of his family property to exchange for it."

"Which Lee family?" Jun Linyue asked nervously.

Wan Quan replied, "Of course, it's the Li family which belongs to the six great clans of Black Tortoise City. Half of them are from the Li family, so how rich is that? If it were me, I wouldn't be able to use up all of it in my lifetime."

Jun Lanyue ignored Wan Quan's last line. He understood the Li family's wealth and understood the value of the Pure Jade Pellet from a side view. "In that case, did they manage to obtain the Pure Jade Pill?"

"Nope." Wan Quan said in disbelief, "I heard that someone was mocking the Li family, saying that they wanted to buy the Night Pearls with a single coin."

The more Jun Lin Yue carefully mulled over these words, the more malicious he felt. He didn't express anything, and instead asked, "Where's Yang Xi'er? I haven't seen much of her lately. "