Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"What?!"

Lin Mo jumped up from the chair with a "whoosh".

The joy of just being ready to enjoy the fruits of victory was instantly washed away by those words.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Where is he? Take me there quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mo's figure had already transformed into a gust of wind and rushed out of the mansion.

The butler hurriedly led the way, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Master, the blood...it's all over the floor!"

"That's...that's terrifying!"

Lin Mo's heart sank as well.

Feng Niang.

That shrewd and charming woman.

In the lawless land of Blackwind City, perhaps martial prowess isn't the most important factor.

But when it comes to tactics, mental acuity, connections, and intelligence, he is absolutely a master among masters.

To be able to injure her to this extent, causing her people to desperately run to me for help...

Who did it?

A name flashed through his mind.

West City, Helian Tuo.

But he immediately rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.

Not like.

Although the grassland wolf was fierce, it acted with composure and always considered its own interests.

Assassinating Feng Niang would create a blood feud with the Red Phoenix Hall, bringing him no benefit whatsoever.

Who could it be?

In Blackwind City today, besides White Wolf Stronghold, who else dares to touch Crimson Phoenix Hall? And who has the strength to do so?

Lin Mo's pace quickened, and he reached the front door almost instantly.

A strong smell of blood wafted over.

On the bluestone slab at the entrance, Qingzhu, dressed in blue, knelt in a pool of blood, looking utterly lost.

She was holding someone tightly in her arms.

A person soaked in blood.

That woman, Feng Niang, who always wore a fiery red cheongsam, with a seductive figure and eyes that exuded charm, could steal a man's soul...

At this moment, however, he is like a broken doll, carelessly discarded in a pool of blood.

The iconic cheongsam was torn in several places, soaked in bright red blood, and clung tightly to her body.

The once breathtakingly beautiful curves now reveal only a tragic sense of devastation beneath the damage and bloodstains.

The rise and fall of his chest was extremely faint.

Upon seeing Lin Mo's figure, Qingzhu's dull eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of light.

"Young Master Lin...!"

With all her might, she hugged the person in her arms and knelt before Lin Mo.

"Bang!"

His forehead slammed heavily against the ground with a dull thud.

Please!

"Please, please save our leader!!"

Qingzhu's voice was broken, tinged with sobs.

Lin Mo rushed forward in one stride.

Without saying a word, he bent down and lifted Fengniang up from Qingzhu's trembling arms.

The warm blood instantly stained the front of his shirt red.

The woman in his arms was frighteningly light.

Lin Mo picked her up and turned to walk into the mansion.

"Steward Qian, go and invite all the doctors in the city. Go quickly."

"Yes! Yes!"

"I'll go right away! I'll go right away!"

The steward trembled at the aura emanating from Lin Mo and hurriedly rushed out of the mansion.

……

in the bedroom.

Lin Mo placed Feng Niang on the bed.

The pure white silk mattress was instantly stained with large patches of glaring blood red, like a flower of death blooming on the snow.

Qingzhu staggered behind, looking at the motionless hall master on the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably, her teeth chattering softly.

Her mind was a complete mess.

Will the sect leader die?

No, it won't happen.

Despite being so powerful, the leader always says with a smile that any woman who can survive in Black Wind City has a life harder than stone.

But why...?

It's all my fault, I'm so useless.

If I could be a little stronger.

If only I could have blocked one more blow...

Qingzhu's fingernails dug deeply into her palm, drawing blood, but she felt nothing.

Fengniang was not only her master but also her family, the only light that rescued her from the clutches of human traffickers.

"What exactly happened?"

Lin Mo's voice pulled Qingzhu back from the brink of collapse.

Qingzhu looked up at Lin Mo, her lips trembling for a long time before she could utter a broken syllable.

"This morning... several people suddenly barged into the Paradise Pavilion..."

"They were dressed in black, their faces were covered, and they didn't say a word before they started killing!"

Qingzhu's voice was still filled with fear.

My memories seem somewhat confused.

"The brothers in the gang... couldn't even last a single exchange..."

"Too fast!"

"Their knives are too fast!"

"I risked my life to escape with the sect leader..."

Upon hearing this...

Lin Mo's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

Qingzhu shook her head blankly, tears mingling with the blood on her face as they rolled down her cheeks.

"No... The sect leader has been keeping a low profile lately, except for..."

Her words abruptly stopped.

Lin Mo stared intently at her: "Besides what?"

"Besides... investigating the matters you confessed to."

Lin Mo's heart sank.

Dingtai Tea House.

What are the characteristics of those people?

"The moves are weird!"

Qingzhu tried hard to recall, and her body trembled even more violently.

"They're fast and ruthless, every move is deadly, they're nothing like any of the forces in Blackwind City."

They are not from Blackwind City.

Every move is a deadly strike.

The target was clear: Feng Niang.

The only thing Fengniang has been doing lately is investigating Dingtai Tea House in the capital for herself.

The clue, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around Lin Mo's heart.

The Black Hands of Beijing.

These people were sent by the person hiding in the shadows.

They didn't even bother with warnings; they simply dispatched assassins to nip any potential threat in the bud.

What a ruthless means.

Just then, Lin Mo paused slightly.

He sensed something was wrong.

Outside the mansion, the usual morning hustle and bustle had somehow turned into a deathly silence.

Not even a bird's chirp could be heard.

The air seemed to freeze.

【warn!warn! 】

Almost at the same time.

In Lin Mo's mind, the sharp, piercing alarm sounded like a thunderclap.

[Multiple hostile targets detected outside Dingbei Prefecture!]

[The panoramic view of Dingbei Prefecture has been automatically highlighted in red! Please process this as soon as possible!]

In an instant, on the virtual panoramic view in front of Lin Mo, a dozen or so scarlet, dazzling dots of light, like will-o'-the-wisps in the night, silently surrounded Dingbei Prefecture from all directions.

Qingzhu was still sobbing uncontrollably because of Fengniang's injuries.

Lin Mo had already raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the walls, landing on the silent shadows outside the mansion.