Speaking at last, Chu Ping clicked his tongue in admiration—
"Marquis, isn’t it strange? The assassin was hiding well, ready to strike, yet the Third Young Master, with his Hundred Step Piercing skill, managed to shoot him with an arrow!"
"This Third Young Master is truly favored by heaven. Even when he injures someone, it’s always the right people, isn’t that peculiar!"
"Word has spread in the market; people say he’s the true Little Martial God, rooting out evil and protecting everyone."
Feng Fuce’s long, dark eyes were cold, his pale face devoid of extra expressions.
He sat back on his chair, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Did Bai Zhi’er send this person?"
Chu Ping nodded cheerfully, "Yes."
His voice teasing, "Even the Princess is endearing; she sends everyone to our Xiuluo Guard regardless."
"Doesn’t this mean the Princess trusts the Marquis immensely, believing in his fair interrogation and execution?"
"Otherwise, why would she throw everyone our way, right Marquis?"
Chu Ping’s smile was as bright as a flower, only to be met with a cold, warning look from Feng Fuce.
After a moment, Feng Fuce stood up, "I’ll interrogate personally."
Chu Ping couldn’t help but chuckle.
The Marquis always seemed cold and displeased.
But when it comes to the little princess’s matters, doesn’t he always keep it in mind?
With Feng Fuce’s personal supervision, the interrogation progressed quickly.
That evening, Bai Zhi’er learned the reason. Newest update provided by Nove1Fire.net
It turned out the assassin named Yang Liang was originally an ordinary villager from the capital.
His brother and sister-in-law had passed away one after the other last year.
And the reason for their deaths was all related to Wei Zian.
Last year, his brother and sister-in-law went to town to buy things and encountered Wei Zian wandering around with a group of house servants.
At the time, Wei Zian found his sister-in-law beautiful and teased her.
His elder brother got angry and argued with Wei Zian.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zian flew into a rage and ordered the house servants to punch and kick his elder brother.
They only left after he was beaten to the brink of death.
After returning home, his elder brother succumbed to his injuries.
His sister-in-law reported to the town’s government but was told that his elder brother was not beaten to death but had died of his illness.
Officials shielded each other, leaving no avenue for justice for their impoverished family.
His sister-in-law, despairing, jumped into the river to end her life.
Throughout the entire affair, the Wei Family never showed up.
They didn’t care about a few deaths.
All were common folk, and trying to sue the Wei family was akin to ants shaking a tree, futile.
Thus, Yang Liang infiltrated the capital to find out Wei Zian would be at the archery range today.
So he sneaked in, solely to perish together with Wei Zian.
Since he couldn’t demand justice, he would die taking Wei Zian with him!
But unexpectedly, Wei Zian was not killed; instead, Yang Liang was discovered early.
Feng Fuce did not kill him immediately.
Instead, he kept Yang Liang alive, waiting for Bai Zhi’er to decide.
The next day, the little girl trotted with her small feet, carrying a basket of pastries, to the Xiuluo Guard.
Feng Fuce took her to the cell where Yang Liang was held outside, taking a glance.
Yang Liang, treated by the doctor, was out of danger except for his pale face due to blood loss.
At this moment, he was still unconscious.
So Bai Zhi’er followed Feng Fuce, turned her little feet, and planned to leave first.
However, she headed the wrong way and headed directly toward the backyard.
Seeing this, Feng Fuce’s long eyebrows cooled, and he immediately took her hand.
"You went wrong, go to the front hall, it’s that way."
The little girl didn’t notice anything strange and obediently let him lead her.
Bai Zhi’er turned her eyes, her bright eyes shimmering.
"Brother Ce, thank you!"