The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Just as Li Qingshan was searching for fragments of the Nine Yang Sword in the treasure vault...

Several figures swept directly into the Guo residence.

Guo Xiaotian's mansion, belonging to a Grandmaster-level expert, was built with unparalleled grandeur and majesty. No other mansion in the surrounding area could compare to it.

Calling it a palace wouldn't be an exaggeration; in fact, it might seem a bit shabby.

Qiu Meier charmingly touched the light veil on her face and spoke with a smile, joining those around her.

"Heh, it seems that you all share the same plan as me, all wanting to get news of the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng as soon as possible."

The barbarian king, Anjunshan, wore armor forged from cold iron, exuding an aura of military might. After a cold snort, he spat and cursed:

"You vixen, stop using your bullshit magic! Let me tell you, today I will take Marquis Changning away. The Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng belongs to the Northern King."

Lord Zhang smiled without saying a word, while the old steward standing behind him had his hands tucked into his sleeves, looking humble, as if he were just a real steward.

As for the others, their expressions varied, and many were secretly on guard against these major forces.

After all, apart from Tiantong Academy, all the prominent forces in Lin'an City have already made their appearance.

"What are you talking nonsense about? If it were up to our plan, we would have already charged in by now. I don't believe that old bastard Guo Xiaotian can recover his Grandmaster-level Qi right now."

Upon hearing this, the crowd no longer concealed their wildness and charged directly towards the Guo residence.

What plan? What arrangement? What strategy?

There was none of that; all that was there was a naked display of force. This is the true way for a strong person to deal with a problem.

"Thump!"

Barbarian King An Junshan was the first to enter Guo's mansion, kicking the gate to pieces and sending wood chips flying as he trampled them onto the grass.

"Guo Xiaotian, get out here! The Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng is not something you can get your hands on. The major powers have already sent people here. It's not too late for you to surrender now."

The remaining people all made threats, fearing that the other party would resort to desperate measures and kill Marquis Changning directly.

However, no matter how much people shouted, the huge house remained eerily quiet, with only a faint smell of blood.

"Oh no! The smell of blood! Could it be that Guo Xiaotian has already succeeded? Or has someone else made a move?"

Someone in the crowd cried out in alarm, and in an instant, the entire crowd scattered like startled birds, searching for the source of the bloody smell.

Before long, the crowd gathered together, all with grim expressions, staring intently at the carnage in the scene.

All that could be seen were the corpses of servants, carelessly discarded to the side, forming a scene resembling a mound of corpses.

Even those in the crowd who had seen many grand occasions looked grim upon witnessing this scene.

"Report: We haven't found any trace of Guo Xiaotian. He has most likely escaped from here using a secret passage."

Furthermore, we found a large number of torture instruments in the dungeon, which, judging by their size, were very likely used by him to coerce the Marquis.

A man in black knelt before Lord Zhang and recounted all the information he had gathered.

Not long ago, everyone had already made a plan: to advance and retreat together, first find out the news about the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng, and then discuss other matters.

"Damn it, this guy is incredibly cunning!"

"Hurry and work together to find the secret passage, otherwise, if that guy takes the Marquis to a place we don't know and secretly takes the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng, we won't be able to handle it."

Barbarian King Anjunshan roared, then charged in one direction and began smashing the houses.

This is the simplest and most direct way to find out if there are any secret rooms nearby.

In an instant, everyone used all sorts of methods.

All this was in order to find Guo Xiaotian's trail and obtain information about the Nine-Turn White Deer Ginseng from Marquis Changning.

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On the other side, the First Madam of the Marquis's Mansion, who was cultivating, suddenly opened her eyes, her phoenix eyes filled with anger as she stared intently at the old nanny kneeling on the ground.

"Have you found out which blind thief dared to break into the Marquis's mansion to steal?"

After suppressing him, I will tear him to pieces; only in this way can I vent my anger.

Upon hearing this, the old woman shuddered and quickly whispered something.

"Reporting to the First Madam, that little thief slipped away like an eel. We have already sent dozens of people to track him, but we still cannot find any trace of him. He is very likely an inside man."

Upon hearing this, the First Madam's brows furrowed even deeper, and her aura became increasingly agitated, as if she were about to lose control.

After a long while, the doctor regained some composure and still gave the order, speaking in a cold voice.

"Find him! Find this thief at all costs and bring him here. I want to tear him to pieces!"

After responding, the old woman immediately withdrew to search for the whereabouts of Li Qingshan, who had just disappeared.

That's right. Just now, Li Qingshan, who had merged with the broken blade of the Nine Yang Sword, immediately chose to leave the treasure vault and began to flee frantically.

And now, he has once again come to a place that is very familiar.

The residence of the Eighth Madam.

Shen Siqi listlessly tossed the fish food in her hand, feeding the fry floating in the pond beside her. Her fair legs were intertwined.

The sorrow on his face was undisguised, as if he had seen the most melancholy person in the world.

"Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan, why don't you come looking for me, you wicked man?"

Could it be that you think I'm old and faded, and my figure isn't as graceful as it used to be, so you're avoiding me like the plague?

At this point, Shen Siqi couldn't help but sigh softly and began to sing Kunqu opera, which was also one of her usual ways of passing the time.

But after she finished singing a section, a figure suddenly appeared behind her and enveloped her tightly.

"What is Eighth Madam singing? Why does it sound so melancholy? Are you perhaps disgusted that I came to see you?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Siqi trembled slightly, but the clay figure still showed some sorrow and infatuation.

"You bad man, you never come to see me on ordinary days, but you run to me as soon as something happens. It seems that you have angered a lot of people."

Hearing the sounds of fighting and killing outside the courtyard, Shen Siqi couldn't help but sigh softly.

"That depends on whether the Eighth Madam is willing to take me in. If not, I'm afraid I'll lose my life."

As Li Qingshan spoke, his hands were not very well-behaved.

Shen Siqi gritted her teeth, trying her best to maintain her usual composure, and slapped Li Qingshan's large hand in annoyance.

"Don't try anything funny. There are people outside. What if they see us?"

Before Shen Siqi could finish speaking, she gasped in surprise as Li Qingshan carried her into the inner room.