If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

The leader raised his head upon hearing this, and his eyes met the gaze of the man standing at the gate of the courtyard. He knew the man's identity almost at the first sight. His pupils contracted, and then his body couldn't help but tremble. Obviously, he thought that he and his brothers didn't have much time to hide anymore, but he didn't expect Situ Yidong to find them so quickly.

Situ Yidun walked in, followed closely by Chen Da and Chen Er.

"It seems that you are not as brave as I thought," Situ Yidong snorted contemptuously. He had tolerated these people for a long time. He didn't want to say any more words at this time. He said directly: "You can't run away. Put down your weapons and surrender on the spot!"

Upon hearing this, the five surrounded people looked directly at their leader. There were dozens of brothers in their group, but now only six of them were alive. So the choice of fighting or surrendering was entirely up to the leader.

"Although we are few in number, none of us is a coward!" Before the leader finished speaking, the group rushed towards the northeast corner like an arrow.

"Oh, you are so arrogant. Let me, the Third Master, meet you!" Chen San, who was in charge of guarding the north, flashed forward and rushed forward.

Chen Da, Chen Er and the other three secret guards almost simultaneously picked an opponent and started fighting. Situ Yidong led Xiao Nuo and the other two people around the courtyard and entered the main hall. "Look carefully for any clues. They are good at poisoning people. Be careful not to fall into their trap."

After saying that, he followed the smell of blood to the inner room. The two people on the bed and the low couch, only time was running out and they didn't have time to bandage their wounds. Now the blood has almost drained out of their bodies, their bodies are shriveled, and their faces are pale, which makes people unbearable to look at.

The wounds of the two men were already black and blue, and the blood flowing out of the wounds had turned black and red. It was cruel, really cruel, and they didn't even think about leaving themselves a way out.

Situ Yidong sighed in his heart, while suppressing the nausea in his stomach, and carefully searched. These people left in a hurry, even the most careful people would inevitably miss something.

Sure enough, he found a purse on the man on the couch. The style was ordinary and the fabric was not expensive, but the pattern on the purse caught Situ Yidong's attention.

The embroidery on it is neither the common words that symbolize good luck, nor insects, birds, or flowers, but something that looks like a house or building.

This building must be of great significance to him. A house? Situ Yidong moved closer to the candlelight, squinting his eyes and carefully examining the pattern on the purse.

Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on Situ Yidong's face. Most people who received this purse might think that this might be the man's home, and would never think of the deeper meaning represented by this house. Unfortunately, this man not only had been to his hometown, but was also very familiar with this house.

This is the Holy Maiden Hall of the tribe! Then the origins of these people are self-evident. I didn't expect that there are still fish that slip through the net in Haoyue. The eldest prince and his group have been locked up. There is no way they can pass on the news to the outside, let alone come out in person. So there must be someone else in Haoyue who is directing and manipulating all this!

Who will it be?

"Master Situ," Chen Da's voice sounded outside the house, "All six people have been captured."

"Is anyone hurt?"

"The young lady and the gentlemen have repeatedly told us that the brothers were very careful and no one was injured."

"it is good!"

Before setting off, Meixiang and Situ Yidong repeatedly reminded everyone to be careful as the other side had poison in their hands, and told them not to be timid when fighting, and just leave one or two people alive for interrogation.

So the people who had been holding back their anger showed no mercy this time. When Situ Yidong walked out of the room, the six people standing in the courtyard were lying on the ground in all directions. Although they were not killed, they were still injured. Among them, the leader's injury was the most serious.

The two culprits who actually assassinated Meixiang had committed suicide before they took action, so this leader became the target of Chen Da and his rage. In less than a cup of tea, his face had swollen like a pig's head, his hands and feet were paralyzed on the ground, and except for his eyeballs, he had no strength in his fingers, and his eyes were dead silent.

Situ Yidong glanced at them and clicked his tongue twice, seeming to feel a little reluctant.

A trace of anger flashed in the leader's eyes, and he turned his head away, avoiding Situ Yidong's gaze.

"Wow, you have quite a personality!" After recognizing the pattern on the purse, Situ Yidong already had an idea of ​​their origins, so he was not as eager to interrogate them as before. "But no matter how unique you are, no matter how unyielding you are, you were still caught by me, humph!"

He turned his head and took a look at the things in Chen Da's hand. They were all searched from the six murderers. Except for the weapons, the others were the most common things that Haoyue had. They were the standard equipment that a death warrior should have, and the purse was the exception.

"Send someone to take it to Sister Xiang'er to have a look."

Chen Da took the order and turned around to make arrangements.

The bloody smell in the house made it no longer suitable to stay in. Chen San looked at the situation in the yard, and moved a chair with great foresight and placed it behind Situ Yidong.

He lifted his robe and leisurely sat on the chair behind him. Situ Yidong then spoke to the leader of the six people lying on the ground: "Speak."

Hearing this, the leader turned his head and looked at Situ Yidong and whispered back, "Humph, stop talking nonsense. We are inferior to you in skills and fell into your hands. You can kill us or rob us as you please. If you want us to betray our master, I advise you to save your energy."

At the end of the voice, because of the excitement, he accidentally pulled the wound and couldn't help but groan.

"Heh," Situ Yidong couldn't help but sneer when he saw his stubborn look, "Do you think that if you don't tell me, I won't know that you are from the tribe?"

"What are you doing..." Xiao Ba reacted in time and the unfinished words disappeared in his throat.

The recent frightening days made Xiao Ba's mentality a little unstable. He was young and had just seen two of his companions die in front of him not long ago. Now he was captured and his future was uncertain. When he was suddenly mentioned to his hometown, he lost his composure for a moment.

"It's true. The eldest prince and his gang have been locked up by the elders. Tell me, Haoyue, how many accomplices do you have? Who can mobilize you? Who is the mastermind of this assassination?" The thoughts in his mind were confirmed again. Thinking that Meixiang had just succeeded as the saint of the tribe and was assassinated by her own people, and almost lost her life here, the anger in his heart burst out.