After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"You can't catch me! I am the most beloved wife of the Nine-Gate Admiral!" Li Yue'er screamed, her voice sharp and piercing, full of fear and despair.

"Let my mother go, let my brother go..." The frightened Tong Wenyu also cried out, her tears streaming down her cheeks, looking very helpless.

However, the chaos did not arouse any sympathy from Meng Qisui. He glanced coldly at Li Yue'er and Tong Wenjie, mother and son, and then looked away.

No matter how Li Yue'er and Tong Wencai shouted, in the eyes of the Dali Temple, they were just a concubine and a useless, abandoned bastard. In the Dali Temple dungeon, such an identity was not even ranked. Those imprisoned there were criminals who had committed serious crimes, and their crimes were serious enough to shock the entire country. Of course, there were also royal relatives, meritorious nobles, and important officials in the court. In comparison, the identities of Li Yue'er and Tong Wencai were not worth mentioning at all.

The identities of Li Yue'er and Tong Wencai are indeed not worth mentioning, but as the saying goes, you have to look at the owner before beating the dog. Behind these two people are the Nine Gates Admiral Tong Guoan who is backing them up.

"Stop! Who dares to arrest someone in Duke Yue's mansion?"

At this moment, an angry shout came from a distance, the sound was like thunder, making the ears of everyone present buzz.

A tall, imposing middle-aged man was walking towards this side at a brisk pace. He was wearing a somewhat dirty black brocade robe, but with a jade belt around his waist and black boots on his feet, and he exuded an aura of majesty without even getting angry.

This person is none other than the head of Yueguo Mansion—Tong Guoan, the Nine Gates Commander.

Tong Guoan had just returned to the capital from outside the city, and he rushed to the mansion without even having time to shake off the dust on his body. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw such an infuriating scene.

Seeing Tong Guoan suddenly appear, Li Yue'er and Tong Wenjie, mother and son, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, save us!" Tong Wencai cried, his calves trembling with fear.

"Master, you are finally back. These people are simply lawless. They even dare to arrest people in our house." Li Yue'er also cried out, secretly thanking her luck that she had written a letter in advance to Tong Guoan who was out suppressing bandits.

Tong Guoan's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were flashing with anger. He strode forward, wanting to rescue his concubine and son, but was stopped by the Dali Temple prison warden, who was nine feet tall and as strong as an ox.

The warden of the Dali Temple was not afraid of the Nine Gates Superintendent Tong Guoan, who said expressionlessly: "Sir Tong, I am sorry. The Dali Temple is handling cases under the special permission of the emperor, and no one is allowed to interfere. Please don't embarrass us, Sir Tong."

"Go away..."

Tong Guoan, who was extremely anxious, had no intention of getting entangled with a small prison warden of the Dali Temple. After scolding him, he wanted to force his way in, but the man in front of him stood there like a mountain and refused to give in even a single step.

"Master Tong has great authority."

Meng Qisui's words added fuel to the fire. Tong Guoan turned around and faced the Dali Temple Minister who dared to bring people to his house to cause trouble today.

"Master Meng, what do you mean?

My wife's funeral is today, and you're here to arrest people. Do you really take my Yueguo Mansion seriously?"

"In my eyes, there is only the emperor and the court.

Sir Tong, don’t think too much.

Since Master Tong is interfering with the Dali Temple's investigation, please ask Master Tong to come before my Emperor."

Meng Qisui slowly took out the badge specially authorized by the Dali Temple to handle cases, waved it in front of Tong Guoan, and then made an inviting gesture.