"Tell me, where and how Yu'er died. Give me a full account of everything, or I'll send you all down to be buried with Yu'er!"
In the main hall of the Zheng residence, the old woman exuded a suffocatingly cold aura as she stared at the kneeling guards.
His lips, as white as old tree bark, uttered words one by one.
Although the guards felt a chill in their hearts, they still trembled as they spoke out what they knew.
"The Second Young Master's body was found in a village called Yuanyang Village outside the city."
Yesterday, we followed the Second Young Master out of the city. When we arrived at a mountain stronghold, the Second Young Master found another excuse to send us away and told us to wait for him at the foot of the mountain.
He himself only took Commander Yang with him when he entered the mountain stronghold.
That mountain stronghold was called Mandarin Duck Stronghold, a place of pleasure and entertainment..."
At this point, the old woman suddenly shouted, "Nonsense! Yu'er is usually so well-behaved and sensible, how could she go to such a filthy place!"
The guard was so frightened that he fell silent, not daring to say another word, and slumped down, trembling even more violently.
"Mother," the Zheng family head said softly.
The old woman snorted coldly: "Continue!"
"Yes, Ancestor."
The guard was startled and could only carefully choose his words.
"Not long after the Second Young Master entered the mountain stronghold, we heard a chaotic commotion coming from the mountain, and many people were fleeing the stronghold in panic."
Sensing something was wrong, he rushed to the mountain stronghold, only to find it littered with corpses, many of whom were martial arts masters.
Even the second young master and Commander Yang tragically perished.
Commander Yang's fine iron shield was shattered with a single palm strike, his bones broken, and he died with a pierced brow.
At this point, the guard's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Commander Yang is a highly skilled martial artist who has reached the Lesser Completion of the Inner Strength Realm. He is extremely proficient in sword and shield techniques.
Even a typical martial artist at the Great Perfection of the Inner Viscera Realm might not be able to defeat him.
Yet even such a powerful commander as Commander Yang met a tragic end, with his shield shattered and him killed. It's hard to imagine just how terrifying the person who did this must have been.
"So, you were Yu'er's guards, yet you didn't even see the murderer who killed her?" the old woman said calmly.
The guard felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly replied, "Reporting to the Ancestor, although we failed to catch the murderer, after discovering the young master's body, we immediately arrested a group of people who were trying to escape from the village and interrogated them."
From them, we learned that the one who killed the second young master was a man dressed in black.
This man was extremely powerful, and his appearance was like a ghost. He killed everyone in the entire Yuanyang Village all by himself.
More importantly, we learned from some guests that the man in black also claimed that Yuanyang Village was actually a stronghold of the Seven Killings Tower.
His killing spree was solely for revenge against the Seven Kill Tower, which is why he spared the guests!
"What did you say? Seven Kill Tower? Are you sure you didn't hear me wrong?!"
The head of the Zheng family was startled and immediately asked a question.
Even the old woman's expression hardened, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.
"I swear, I didn't mishear. We interrogated more than ten people, and they all said the same thing!" the guard said urgently.
"The Seven Killings Tower has already established a stronghold here?"
The head of the Zheng family looked solemn.
This terrifying sect, which controls the vast majority of the assassin world's power, has always had its influence in Zhongzhou. When did it become interested in a remote little state like Cangzhou?
What surprised him even more was that someone actually dared to provoke the Seven Kill Tower and so blatantly destroy this stronghold.
What is this person's background, and what is their purpose?
In an instant, the Zheng family head keenly sensed something unusual.
The old woman also had many thoughts surfacing in her mind.
But all of this still pales in comparison to the pain of losing her grandson.
"Since you say that person's target is the Seven Kill Tower, then why did he want to kill my Yu'er?"
The old woman's eyes flashed with a terrifying light as she stared intently at the guard: "Tell me, what exactly happened? Are you lying?"
"Your Majesty, I'm innocent! Everything I said is true, without the slightest falsehood. I would never dare to deceive Your Majesty!" the guard immediately cried out.
"Then tell me, why did that man in black want to kill Yu'er? Wasn't Yu'er a guest too?"
"That's because, it's because..."
The guard stammered, not daring to speak.
"Tell me why, or I'll kill you with one blow!" the old woman shouted sternly.
"I learned this from a guest. The guest said that when the Second Young Master and Commander Yang were killed, he was hiding in a corner of the building."
He heard the man in black say with his own ears that the reason for killing the second young master was to seek justice for the brothel women who had been humiliated and abused to death by the second young master...
"You bastard!!!"
Before the guard could finish speaking, the old woman could no longer restrain herself. Suddenly, the steel dragon-headed cane in her hand shot out and slammed into the guard's chest.
Having been struck so hard, the guard was powerless to resist. With the sound of bones breaking, his body flew backward with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.
His chest was sunken, and it was clear he wouldn't survive.
“Those lowly brothel prostitutes are utterly despicable. How can they compare to my Yu’er? Even if there were a thousand or ten thousand of them, they wouldn’t be as good as a single hair on my Yu’er’s head!”
"You shameless scoundrel! How dare you humiliate Yu'er and our Zheng family like this! No matter who you are, I will find you, torture you to death, and tear you to pieces!"
After blasting one of the guards away, the old woman's anger did not subside in the slightest. Her face was full of hostility, and she spoke slowly and deliberately with extreme resentment.
The terrifying aura emanating from him not only made everyone in the hall feel suffocated, but even rushed out of the mansion, alarming those outside.
Seeing the patriarch's fierce expression, the kneeling guards trembled even more, their legs went weak, and they almost collapsed to the ground.
Even so, the old woman still had no intention of letting them off the hook.
"And you too! You were ordered to protect Yu'er, yet you all neglected your duties. Not only do you deserve to die, but your families will also be buried with Yu'er!"
The guards were shocked upon hearing this and were about to beg for mercy when they saw the old woman's dragon-headed cane strike their heart meridians one after another.
Instantly, the kneeling guards trembled, their eyes glazed over, and they collapsed to the ground, dead.
His face still bore the look of terror before his death.
The stench of blood filled the air, and in an instant, everyone in the hall turned pale, their faces drained of color.
After a long while, the head of the Zheng family stepped forward and helped the old woman up.
"Mother, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Your health is not good, so you should take better care of yourself."
"Don't worry, I'm not going to die yet," the old woman said coldly. "Have someone prepare the best coffin. I want to properly bury Yu'er's body. Also, those few useless officials failed to protect Yu'er properly; their deaths are actually a relief to them."
"Go and bring their families here. I want them all to be buried with Yu'er!"
"Mother!" Patriarch Zheng exclaimed in shock, "Human sacrifice is a grave taboo! It's strictly forbidden in both the capital and the Holy Mountain!"
"Hmph, who said I was going to offer a living sacrifice? As long as people are buried after they die, it doesn't count as a living sacrifice. Yu'er died so tragically. He lost his father at a young age. I don't know how lonely and helpless he will be in the underworld. Is it wrong for me to send more people down to serve him?"
"But Mother..."
The head of the Zheng family was about to say something more.
But the old woman was already glaring at him: "What, do you think that because your elder brother died young, there's no one to stand up for Yu'er, and you even dare to disobey my orders?"
Seeing his mother's gaze, the head of the Zheng family felt a chill run down his spine.
He could only say, "Your son wouldn't dare. I'll go and make arrangements for you, Mother."
