"It was all a blank, without the slightest trace.
"As if someone had erased all the details."
At this point, his brows furrowed: "It makes one uneasy."
Liu Yun Scholar showed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Even you don’t know?"
Yang Yizhi shook his head: "If I knew, I would have avenged Tianyang long ago."
"That makes sense... Your friendship with him was profound. But if that’s indeed the case, then there must be a massive secret behind Su Tianyang’s murder."
Yang Yizhi huffed coldly: "Whoever it is, I just hope they won’t leave any clues for me to find. Otherwise, even at the cost of my own life, I will not let them off easy."
"You... you really are."
Liu Yun Scholar shook his head: "You were truly good to Su Tianyang, but to his son, you are so..."
"His father is his father, and he is him; the two should not be conflated."
Yang Yizhi’s face darkened.
Liu Yun Scholar suddenly sighed: "You no longer have that chance."
Yang Yizhi was startled: "What chance?"
"The chance to find that thread of evidence."
Liu Yun Scholar said with a smile: "Because... you will soon die right here."
Yang Yizhi’s eyes widened suddenly, as he looked at the Liu Yun Scholar sitting in front of him: "What... what do you mean?"
While he was inquiring, he quietly circulated his Inner Strength, only to feel that his True Qi was scattered, and a surge of rebellious blood was rushing straight to his heart. Instinctively, he opened his mouth to spray out a mouthful of bright red blood!
The shock was far from minor. Yang Yizhi suddenly looked up: "You poisoned the wine? Who exactly are you?"
Liu Yun Scholar was not at all embarrassed: "I am, of course, Liu Yun, and this identity has not changed from the beginning. But before I became Liu Yun, I had another identity..."
He stood up, looked at Yang Yizhi, his eyes showing an indescribable complexity:
"Old Yang, we have been acquainted for nearly twenty years. Honestly, I did not want to harm you .
"It should have been Xu Ruoshen handling this, and then I wouldn’t need to abandon this identity of mine. But... he just had to die, making everyone wonder if you were the one who did it!"
"Xu Ruoshen... he was one of your people too?"
A flash of anger crossed Yang Yizhi’s eyes: "You all... with such meticulous planning, in the end... what is it for?"
"At this point, why should you want to understand everything? Moreover... you know nothing, yet you insist on entangling with matters you should not be involved with. Why bother?"
He approached Yang Yizhi and reached out toward his chest.
Yang Yizhi put out his hand to block, but Liu Yun Scholar slapped it away, the next moment his hand pierced through to the center, touching the Mandarin Duck List.
He took it out and glanced at it under the light.
"You... you came for the Mandarin Duck List?"
Yang Yizhi’s eyes were about to split: "What mystery does this Mandarin Duck List hold? Twenty years ago, someone schemed for it... and now, after twenty years, they actually, actually..."
"This matter is of great importance; even as you are dying, I do not wish to reveal a word to you."
Liu Yun Scholar looked calmly at Yang Yizhi: "Additionally, if you are unlucky, you might hold on for a short while; if you’re lucky, you’ll die all the quicker."
"... What poison did you... give me?"
Yang Yizhi shouted angrily, but this only accelerated the spread of the poison, his eyes filled with red, and his forehead turned pitch black.
Liu Yun Scholar said with a smile: "The Three Extremes Sect lead by the Heavenly Gate Master is only mediocre, but this Sanjue Powder indeed stands out. Old Yang... as we part ways this time, there will be no next meeting. Whatever I owe you, I’ll repay after my death."
After saying this, he stuffed the Mandarin Duck List into his chest and turned to leave.
Yang Yizhi reached out, wanting to call out to him, but blood gushed from his mouth, leaving him unable to utter a word.
Eventually, with a thud, he fell to the ground, lifeless.
Liu Yun Scholar stood at the door, glanced back at him, then reached out and closed the door.
An Escort Master came out just in time and hastily asked: "Has the Chief eaten?"
Liu Yun Scholar said with a smile: "He drank a little too much and has fallen asleep; best not to disturb him."
"Alright, thank you."
The Escort master hurriedly smiled and escorted Liu Yun Scholar out.
With the closure of the courtyard gate, Liu Yun Scholar walked a few steps into the bleak night, then suddenly bounded lightly and went straight onto the rooftop, followed by rapid leaps away, sprinting towards the outskirts of Haoran City.
Yet unbeknownst to him, a black shadow quietly trailed behind him.
Under cover of the dark night, on the roof of a certain place in Haoran Academy, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun stood quietly on the eaves, watching the two figures leaping away one after another.
Zhen Xiaoxiao watched from under the wall in the empty courtyard, lamenting — she didn’t dare go up, for the roof would collapse if she did.
Their journey was not easy: after leaving Haoran Academy and being followed closely, they finally shook off their pursuers at sunset and circled back to Haoran Academy.