Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Inside the dilapidated shack, seeing this situation, the two thugs knew they couldn't escape today, so they quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!"

At this moment, the city guards also arrived.

Upon seeing Lynn in the air, the commander immediately bowed and said, "My lord! I will take these two back immediately for thorough interrogation and will not let them off lightly!"

Lynn landed in front of the house, her voice devoid of emotion: "No need, I'll handle it myself."

The commander shivered and glanced at the two thugs.

If they fall into the hands of an enraged wizard, these two will probably not even die a peaceful death.

Seeing this, the two thugs exchanged a glance and both saw the despair in each other's eyes.

Lin En walked up to Lin Chen and Lin Yao.

Lin Yao was still holding onto Lin Chen and wouldn't let go, crying so hard she could barely breathe. Lin Chen's eyes were also red, his face was covered in dirt, and his hands were still trembling.

"You're not hurt?" Lynn asked.

Lin Chen shook his head: "Father, it's my fault for not taking good care of Yao Yao."

"It's not my brother's fault," Lin Yao said, sobbing. "I ran off on my own."

Looking at the two children, Lynn finally felt some of the anger in her heart subside.

Oh well, the two children are so sensible, how can I blame them?

He reached out and picked Lin Yao up, while rubbing Lin Chen's head with his other hand.

"Go home first, don't keep your family waiting."

After saying that, Lynn led the two of them back.

Iron Teeth followed behind, head down, without saying a word.

As the head of the guards and a senior member of the family, he was so careless today that he almost lost the little princess. He really embarrassed himself.

Lin Chen held Lin Yao's small hand tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

...

By the time they returned to the family's residence, it was almost dark.

Arya and Sisi were waiting at the door, and they ran over as soon as they saw them.

Ailiya examined Lin Chen from head to toe, her eyes reddening. Xixi hugged Lin Yao tightly, cursing those damned bastards incessantly.

Fortunately, Lin Yao returned safely without any serious injury.

Otherwise, Graystone City would be in utter turmoil tonight.

Lynn told Tieya to go downstairs and reflect on his actions, and withheld half a year's wages as punishment. He then personally escorted the two children back to their room.

Lin Chen lay on the bed, his eyes still fixed on Lin Yao.

Lin Yao was exhausted from crying and was half asleep, still clutching her brother's sleeve with her little hand.

"Father," Lin Chen called softly.

"Hmm?" Lynn stood at the door.

"I will definitely train harder in the future so that I can protect my sister from getting hurt," Lin Chen said.

"Mm." Lynn nodded.

"Go to sleep first. Just focus on your training from now on. Only when you are strong enough can you protect the people you want to protect."

Lin Chen nodded firmly, planting a seed of wanting to become stronger in his heart.

After the door closed, Lynn stood in the yard for a while.

He didn't go back to his room, but instead headed towards the dungeon, where two other people were imprisoned, their fates unknown.

Today, everything from Lin Chen taking Lin Yao out, to the shop being vandalized, to the timing of Lin Yao's disappearance, was too coincidental.

Lynn had no idea whether there was a hidden force pulling the strings behind the scenes.

If that's true, it would be terrifying.

The fact that they have such deep intelligence control over the Gray Feather family means they must have planted an inside agent or used surveillance methods.

In either case, it should not be underestimated.

Anyone who dares to scheme against the Gray Feather family must be at least an opponent of equal caliber, and their ambitions must be considerable.

This is a huge crisis for the family.

Lynn pushed open the wooden door covered with black iron at the entrance to the dungeon and walked down the steps one by one.

The dungeon was dark, with only a few nearly burnt torches stuck in the walls. The smell of mildew and dampness mingled together, like rotten wood soaking in water.

The two thugs were hanging from iron rings on the wall, their feet not even touching the ground.

Upon seeing Lynn enter, the two of them thrashed about like frightened wild dogs.

The chains rattled, and the short, stocky man cried out first, "Sir, spare us! Sir, spare us! We were bewitched!"

The tall, thin man was trembling violently, his teeth chattering: "Sir, we truly didn't know that was your young lady. If we had known, we wouldn't have dared to do it even if we had ten lives!"

Lynn ignored them, walked to the rack of torture instruments, and took down a thin iron hook from it.

The iron hook had been burned; its tip was blackened and still stained with the bloodstains of the previous prisoner.

"Speak," Lynn said, tapping the stone wall with the iron hook. "How did you do it?"

The short, stocky one spilled everything out like beans:

"We were just watching the commotion outside the pharmacy when we saw a young girl all alone in the crowd. She was fair-skinned and delicate, so... we just decided to do it on a whim."

"I covered her mouth, he grabbed her leg, and dragged her away through the alley in the chaos."

The tall, thin man chimed in, "That's right, that's right! We only wanted to get a high price, we didn't mean to kill her!"

"A spur-of-the-moment decision?" Lynn's voice was eerily calm. "No one else was there to help?"

"No! Really no!" the short, stocky man shouted.

Lynn did not torture him; for a wizard skilled in soul magic, the soul was more trustworthy than words.

He reached out and grabbed the short, stocky man's forehead, his soul power slithering in like a venomous snake.

Soul-searching technique.

His short, stocky body suddenly stiffened, his eyes rolled back to reveal only the whites, and he was breathing heavily through his mouth.

His memories were like a torn picture book, which Lynn turned page by page.

After searching for a long time, it was discovered that the two of them had no organization and no premeditation.

They did indeed see Lin Yao alone while watching the commotion, and that's when they suddenly decided to kidnap her.

Everything was such a coincidence.

"Really nothing else?"

Lynn found it hard to believe and continued to delve deeper into her memories.

Suddenly, he touched a very obscure gray mist deep within the short, stocky soul.

The gray mist contained fragments of memories, which turned out to be information related to the Black Fang family.

The Blackfang family is a wizarding family from the neighboring Blackrock City, and they have some minor, harmless business squabbles with the Grayfeather family.

Chief Black Mountain, like him, is a first-ring wizard, but he comes from the dark wizarding forces. He is ruthless and extremely powerful.

Lynn frowned slightly as he pulled out that memory to examine it closely.

It turns out that this short, stocky man had done business with the Black Fang family in his early years and knew that they had a secret shop hidden in Graystone City, where they collected information for the Black Fang family and occasionally did some shady business.

"You're not clean at all," Lynn said coldly.

He loosened his grip, and the short, stocky man hung limply from the chain, as if all his bones had been removed, with white foam dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"My lord, I've told you everything, please spare me..." The short, stocky man pleaded weakly.

Let you go? You're really dreaming.

He provoked a formal wizard and was able to escape unscathed. What would others think of that?

If all sorts of Tom, Dick, and Harry dare to come and grope us, what will become of our reputation?

I'm just low-key and have a good temper; it's not that I don't have a temper at all.