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Chapter 899 Fake Smile
Zong family.

Young Master Zong looked at the guards who were on high alert, with a look of displeasure on his face.

As a demon, he had lived a life of luxury in the clan and had spent a long period of peace.

The regular support and high-standard treatment from humans have made him look like a real young master of a clan.

In fact, except for the top leaders of the clan, most people in the clan were unaware of his identity.

However, the sudden increase in guards today has invisibly exposed his identity.

Although most people think of the masked man who is causing a lot of trouble now as a simple madman who kills everyone he sees.

But in fact, he has already received confirmed news that the masked man is targeting the demons raised by the major families. He is targeting the demons.

To be honest, this method and approach are very similar to those of those desperate lunatics.

However, the strength that Juemen had shown before was simply not enough to allow such means. Moreover, Juemen was an organization, but the masked man had always acted alone, and only recently did he start to seem to have accomplices.

So if we only analyze it from the performance, he just can't match up with those crazy monster-killing people in Juemen.

But if there is someone who knows the inside story, who understands the masked man's movements and his targets, and now sees that the Zong family has sent so many guards for him, wouldn't that betray his identity at first glance?
Therefore, Zong Shishao was somewhat dissatisfied.

The most important thing is that he is also a very powerful existence among the demons. Although this masked man is causing trouble everywhere, he does not provoke strong people.

If the incident really comes to him, he will let the masked man know that there are some monsters that he cannot afford to offend!

"Young Master, look over there."

A personal maid pointed into the distance and whispered.

Zong Shishao looked in the direction of the sight and saw several monks in cassocks gathering in the distance, their eyes fixed on this side.

As Zong Shishao looked over there, their eyes naturally met.

Several monks smiled slightly, as if greeting Zong Shishao.

This scene made Zong Shishao even more unhappy.

"Do you look down on me?"

"I have stayed in the Zong family for too long. These people have forgotten that I am also a fierce demon?"

Let go of bloodthirstiness and vulgarity, and learn elegance and etiquette.

In this process, as they gradually moved up the social ladder, the humans of the Zong family seemed to have forgotten their original identities. They knew that he was a big demon that was enough to make the entire Zong family nervous!
Even if there are people in the clan who can suppress it, they are only a minority. For most of the people in the clan, he can easily destroy them and crush them to death.

The murderous nature in his body was slowly being activated, and even Zong Shishao couldn't understand how a mere masked man could deserve such high attention from this group of people.

"The master of the family is here!"

"Welcome to the family master!"

"Master Patriarch!"

As the commotion came from the front, the head of the Zong family soon arrived here.

"Father."

Young Master Zong bowed respectfully.

After wearing human skin for so many years, he has mastered many things, as if they were engraved into his body instinct and he can do them with ease.

There was almost no incongruity in calling him "father".

And this body of human skin was naturally not taken by him by force, but was voluntarily offered by the man in front of him who was a father and the head of the clan.

Yes, the head of the main family, who has a great reputation outside and a kind wife, is actually a cold-blooded man who voluntarily offered his child's body to the demon.

Those disguises were deeply loved by Zong Shishao, and he was one of the few humans he liked in the Zong family.

"Master Shi, you may have to work harder these days. I have other things to do. Family matters and these people will all obey your orders and be responsible for your safety. Do you understand?"

The head of the Zong family spoke cryptically, but how could Young Master Zong not hear the meaning behind it?

When the clan is faced with the attack of the masked man, won’t the clan head come to help?

Zong Shishao narrowed his eyes.

No wonder the demons from other families have been frequently captured by masked men these days. It turns out that the families they were dependent on were all just trying not to put in any effort and had no real intention of protecting them.

And now, it seems that this matter has come to his side.

After all, he had a good relationship with the head of the Zong family, so the head of the Zong family passed the message to him in a subtle way.

"No one is helping..."

Zong Shishao sneered in his heart.

He didn't need the help of these humans from the clan, and he even didn't like the presence of the monks outside the sect.

That masked man was so daring that he ate him in one bite!
At that time, the most the Zong family can do is prepare a new human skin for him.

Considering how cruel the head of the clan was, the death of one more son was no big deal.

Therefore, the other meaning of the Zong family's patriarch's words at the moment was to let him go ahead and do it.

After giving a few instructions, the head of the Zong family left.

Young Master Zong didn't know how much strength the Zong family could mobilize. At least from the implicit feedback from the head of the Zong family, it seemed that no one from the level of the head of the family to the elders could be mobilized.

But foreign aid is not included in this list.

So those monks are actually the real helpers.

Unfortunately, Master Zong didn't like those monks at all.

He didn't like monks, because most of them tended to be believers, and believers were almost the natural enemies of demons.

By joining forces with these people, Zong Shishao was afraid that the moment his true form as a demon was revealed, he would be besieged and killed by this group of monks.

However, with the pressure from the head of the Zong family, this kind of thing should not happen. But it will still make Zong Shishao feel unhappy to some extent.

"Young Master."

At this time, several monks came over and greeted him with a smile.

Zong Shishao just looked at him coldly without responding.

Several monks had long seen that Zong Shishao disliked them, but they did not show anything, because business is business, it's just about making money, there's nothing shameful about that.

After they left naturally, the monks seemed to have special privileges and walked around a certain area around Zong Shishao, responsible for guarding.

"Young Master, should I ask them to stay away?"

The personal maid could see Zong Shishao's displeasure at a glance and whispered.

However, Zong Shishao directly refused.

"Need not."

Although he didn't like these monks, since it was the arrangement of the patriarch, he let them stay.

Since the clan had made arrangements, he didn't have to go through the trouble of giving up human skin for another one, and could just watch these monks take action.

Of course, the premise of all this is that a masked man will really come to the Zong family and attack him.

Judging from the capital’s current reaction to the masked man, it won’t be long before the masked man is dealt with.

It was normal for him to be dealt with after making such a big fuss and jumping so high. He would not be active for much longer. But before that, he might have to endure the treatment of a few monks following him around every day.

"Walk."

He gave the order in a cold voice, asking to walk around in the yard to relax.

In that yard, there was a delicious fruit plant that he had carefully cultivated.

Following Zong Shishao's lead, they arrived at the yard.

The monks who followed him and were in charge of guarding suddenly changed their expressions slightly.

Because in the yard, there grew a small blood-red tree.

It is only one meter high, but blood red in color. There are three blood-colored fruits on the tree. There seem to be lines on the fruits, which look like the relief of a hideous human face, revealing a bit of evil.

"The fruit of the Hateful Prison..."

A monk asked in a low voice.

To cultivate this thing, I don’t know how many people will die, how much blood will be shed, and how many lives will be lost.

Moreover, this fruit belongs to the demon's fruit and cannot be eaten directly by humans.

Even a skilled physician or alchemist would have to add many materials, remove the special demonic ingredients, purify and refine them, and finally add other materials before they can be refined into pills that can be consumed by human warriors.

Even so, the effect of taking it has been greatly reduced, and it is not even as good as the pills made from other medicinal materials of the same category. It is a typical example of a material that achieves half the result with twice the effort.

However, this thing is a great tonic for demons and has a great temptation to demons, comparable to the delicacies in the world.

Just this human blood tree, even if only the smell is released, will attract many demons in the city to come and try it out.

The clan seemed to have used some tricks to make the aura of the human blood tree condense and not dissipate. It was trapped in the soil under the tree and circulated to feed the tree. It was quite subtle and the monks could not figure it out.

However, this is all too normal.

After all, this is the capital.

There are so many talented people in the capital, and there are endless geniuses in planting or cultivation. It is normal that these monks who are devoted to martial arts cannot see the trick of this tree cultivation method.

“Nice tree.”

A monk clasped his hands together and praised.

Upon hearing this, Zong Shishao sneered, took two steps at a time, and strode to the front of the human blood tree.

Under the gaze of others, he stretched out his right hand and used the fingernails of his left hand to scratch the skin on his right hand.

Blood immediately flowed down his arm and merged into the bloody soil.

The human blood tree seemed to come alive in an instant. Its bark seemed to become brighter red and more moist, greedily absorbing the fresh blood.

"This is a little thing I found by chance. If you are interested, I will pick some fruits from this tree and give them to you when it bears more fruits."

As the maid came up quickly and skillfully bandaged the wound on Zong Shishao's arm, Zong Shishao smiled and said to the monks.

The fruit of the human blood tree...the fruit of the demon...

Several monks looked at each other, but no one responded.

This thing is indeed somewhat useful when taken out, but its biggest function is probably to attract demons.

It might be okay in the city, but if you're out in the wild with this kind of thing in your hand, isn't that courting death?

As they were out and about all year round, carrying this fruit would only increase the risk.

"Thank you for your kindness, young master!"

However, among the monks, some still agreed to do it. After all, it was a free reward, so just take it. At worst, they could just find a chance to resell it.

"Easy to say."

Zong Shishao smiled with kindness, but in fact his face, eyes and aura were all extremely cold.

Although the two parties are in a relationship of protector and protected, their relationship does not seem to be very harmonious.

The monks had encountered similar employers before, but this situation would usually be greatly improved after they took action or achieved the mission objectives.

So now, they are used to it and don't care about Zong Shishao's reaction.

"I don't have anything to do right now. Why don't you go to the guest room and take a rest? I'll send someone to inform you if there's any situation."

Zong Shishao began to make arrangements, planning to send these monks away first, after all, they were annoying to look at.

Moreover, there are no signs of attacks by masked men or enemies now. Are we going to keep these people around and stare at each other?
The monks looked at each other, bowed and spoke.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to arrange it, Master."

Master Zong Shishao didn't say any extra words, but just signaled to the personal maid beside him with his eyes.

The maid immediately stepped forward and began to lead the monks.

"My Lords, please come this way."

Young Master Zong could point at a few monks and call them stinky bald donkeys or something like that, but the personal maids did not dare to be presumptuous and were very respectful to them.

The monks looked at each other at this time.

Their mission is to protect Zong Shishao's safety.

Logically speaking, they should not have left their posts without permission.

But the problem is that the one who asked them to rest now was Zong Shishao himself.

His attitude and gesture of resistance were also very obvious, so they couldn't say much.

Besides, there is no sign that the masked men are showing up yet, and the time has not come for them to appear and play a role, so there is naturally no reason for them to stay here shamelessly.

They nodded slightly to each other, confirmed the message with their eyes, and prepared to leave with their personal maid.

This was supposed to be a happy ending for everyone, but just when they took a few steps...

Bang! !

A loud bang suddenly came from not far away.

The exaggerated noise and the emitting flames made everyone present look stunned.

"I gonna go see!"

Zong Shishao's face darkened and he was about to stride over to check the situation.

However, just as he made a move, one of the monks instantly stepped in front of him and blocked his way with his hand.

"Young Master, let us handle this kind of trivial matter. Please just wait for the result here."

As he said this, the monk even smiled.

His smile was obviously kind, but it revealed a false feeling, as if it was a practiced fake smile, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Zong Shishao frowned and wanted to say something, but the monk with a fake smile had already started heading towards the explosion point. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the field of vision. His movement speed was so fast that even Zong Shishao was frightened.

Even though he is now in human skin, his strength is still impressive.

(End of this chapter)