Chapter 85: Chapter Eighty-One: Su Mei

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The eleventh of April: bath, clog the hole, hunt, set a net, harvest fish, sweep house. Avoid: blessing and burial.

Tang Luo, as usual, went to Star Pavilion for training. As soon as he entered the mam gate, he saw Hua Ji with tears streaming down his face.

“Young Master.”

“Hmm?”

“Boss Tu is dead.”

Tang Luo was stunned. Just yesterday, he had given him money to go to Tianxiang Building to redeem someone; he couldn’t believe the news of his death today. He asked incredulously, “How did he die?”

“According to the steward of Tianxiang Building, he was killed by the guard of Master Shen.”

“Go to Tianxiang Building.” Tang Luo’s face was filled with menace.

Fan Qing had been waiting in the backyard early. In the center was a body covered with a white cloth, and a number of girls would peek down from the building from time to time.

All the relevant people from last night gathered in the backyard There were eunuchs, servants, and guards. An empty chair was waiting for someone.

The backyard of Tianxiang Building echoed with the sound of footsteps. Tang Luo arrived. 6

“Greetings, elder. I am Fan Qing, the steward of Tianxiang Building.” Fan Qing bowed to Tang Luo, his heart growing heavier with bitterness.

He had thought that this elder was an old man, but who would have thought he was a young man.

Tang Luo ignored Fan Qing’s courtesy and walked straight to the center of the backyard. He unveiled the white silk.

lost all its color. His two arms were broken, his chest

with the white silk again, Tang Luo sat down

his voice filled with uncontrollable

forward and explain: “Sir, yesterday, this martial artist came to our Tianxiang building to redeem someone, and he happened to run

attack, he killed him on the spot. The guards couldn’t stop it in time.” “This martial artist,

Qing broke out in a cold sweat, trembling as

a regular guest

who he

for Miss Su

hit the armrest of the chair, his

for word: “So why do you keep referring to him as ‘this martial artist’? Are

warrior from the Mortal Realm rushed towards Fan Qing’s pale

fact that it belonged to a young man made it all the more

a steward in conflict with the clan elder, he imagined all kinds of cruel punishments. He felt his life was in the hands of the young clan elder before him. Thinking of his wife and children, he felt

misunderstanding, sir. I wouldn’t dare

blow. The guards on duty at noon yesterday

against them-it took just a few breaths for them to kill him. We couldn’t save him in time. Please investigate this thoroughly, sir.” Tang Luo closed his eyes and took deep breaths as a surge of

half a year, guarding the Pavilion day and night like a steady anchor. Just going to redeem someone, he ended up killed as a powerhouse in the Sitting Hall Realm. This was not only his loss,

painful thing was that since Tu Tong had taken the first initiative, even if he wanted revenge, the cause would

worn-out manner, and went back to sit in the

‘page’ the

“Yes, sir.”

“Where is she now?”

building at noon yesterday, came back in the early evening, and has been resting in her

asked: “When Tu Tong was

look at a guard. After a brief nod from the guard,

fool.”

at mutual consent, set for life.

before her eyes, she could still calmly go out and meet her clients, then return as if nothing

his face, the anger

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