In the capital, within a secluded narrow alley.
The doors and windows were tightly shut, while light snow drifted outside.
The middle-aged man sitting behind the table had a pair of eyes as sinister as those of an eagle.
The Hidden Guard knelt before him, reporting.
"After Lixiang was expelled from the mansion by the Princess, that night, Bai Xilie sent someone to take Lixiang’s life, probably to vent for the little princess."
The man squinted his eyes, revealing a horrifying scar across his brow bone.
He chuckled darkly, "Bai Xilie, that brutish tyrant, really is protective of his daughter."
As if recalling unpleasant memories, the smile on his face made the fleshy scar even more ferocious.
The Hidden Guard said, "Master, Second Aunt’s secret letter states that the little princess seems extremely perceptive and suspects she discovered their identities, hence decisively driving Lixiang away."
The middle-aged man pondered, "Princess Cui Cuo is only three, she wouldn’t discern any issue with Lixiang, it’s probably just coincidence."
"Otherwise, Bai Xilie wouldn’t have merely arranged for Lixiang to be killed."
He looked at the Hidden Guard, "We have already lost Lixiang, our expert in poisoning, make sure Second Aunt is hidden well; this pawn can’t be compromised again!"
The Hidden Guard bowed, "Understood! I have another matter to report, Bai Xilie sent Feng Fuce."
"Even if the Emperor doesn’t know we have people planted in Prince Kang’s Mansion, Feng Fuce is a difficult opponent, he might find traces on Lixiang."
In the shadowy eyes of the middle-aged man, a ruthless glint appeared.
"Has Lixiang’s body been dealt with?"
"Feng Fuce took the body back to the Brocade Armor Shura Guard, not sure if he intends to investigate thoroughly."
Lixiang was a poison killer cultivated by them.
Inside her body was a type of poisonous insect.
If Feng Fuce dissected the body, he would inevitably find clues.
It seems Lixiang’s body must be destroyed!
The middle-aged man immediately ordered, "Find a few skilled individuals, infiltrate the Xiuluo Guard, and destroy Lixiang’s body at all costs, we cannot let him continue to investigate."
"Yes!" The Hidden Guard took the order and exited.
After he left, the eagle-eyed man stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and felt a porcelain vase.
A mechanical sound of activation was heard.
The bookshelf automatically moved aside, revealing a downward staircase passageway.
The air was filled with a damp, rotten stench.
In the narrow underground prison, a man, covered in scars and bloody, was tied to a rack, barely alive.
The two guards watching him bowed respectfully when someone arrived, "Sir."
"Still no confession from him?"
"We used all kinds of torture, today we pulled out his nails, he fainted from the pain three times, yet still hasn’t revealed the whereabouts of the Bodhi Eye."
The middle-aged man’s face was gloomy.
At this moment, the man on the rack suddenly let out a low, mocking laugh.
He slowly raised his head, and through a mess of hair, his eyes were bright, black, and cold!
"Even if you beat me to death, you’ll never know where the Bodhi Eye is, and you wait, Jing Jia will definitely avenge me."
His voice was hoarse and weak, yet carried an unparalleled madness.
After speaking, he couldn’t help but laugh, as if mocking the eagle-eyed man’s incompetence!
Angered, the man grabbed a brine-soaked whip and relentlessly lashed it onto the prisoner!
"Jing Jia has long disappeared, probably already dead!"
Uncertain how many lashes were struck, only after venting did he notice the prisoner on the rack had passed out.
The eagle-eyed man threw the whip aside.
"Call a doctor to treat him! I want him to cling to life to see how I exact vengeance on Bai Xilie!"