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Chapter 728 - 172: The Netherworld’s First Kill! [10,000 Words—Requesting Monthly Tickets] (Part 4)
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Chapter 728: Chapter 172: The Netherworld’s First Kill! [10,000 Words—Requesting Monthly Tickets] (Part 4)

"..."

The Grand Dowager almost cursed.

Do you think I can’t tell those are Mr. Shang’s two maids? Do you really need to say it?

Now you’ve said it, the news is going to spread like wildfire.

Fang Che was already beyond shocked, pointing at the corpse and saying to the Grand Dowager and the others: "Oh my God, then this headless corpse, could it be Mr. Shang? Oh my God... Yemo has killed Mr. Shang too?"

Zhu Shaoyun’s eyebrows twitched violently.

Couldn’t help but grimace as he glanced back at him. The meaning was clear: stop talking already.

"Oh my God, Mr. Shang is a person from the Heavenly Palace!"

Fang Che seemed so shocked that he was speaking incoherently, blurting out: "How audacious is this Yemo, daring to kill even a person from the Heavenly Palace? And Mr. Shang is the son of the General Inspector of the Heavenly Palace’s external affairs, how dare Yemo do this! Truly outrageous, oh my God!"

This sentence was very loud.

Numerous people on the side heard it.

Countless eyes were shocked: a person from the Heavenly Palace?

Then there were many puzzled faces: a person from the Heavenly Palace? What is the Heavenly Palace?

More people whispered to each other: "Bro, do you know what the Heavenly Palace is?"

"No... It sounds quite prestigious..."

On one side, Yun Jianqiu was shocked upon hearing Fang Che’s words: "Mr. Fang, this person is from the Heavenly Palace? And the son of the General Inspector? This... this... this is a big deal, how do you know this?"

Stomping his feet anxiously: "Oh dear, this is a big trouble!"

"Silence! Mr. Shang’s identity is a secret!"

Fang Che showed a face of regret at his slip of tongue, frowning and lamenting: "Oh... slipped my tongue, don’t spread it, this is a big secret! It must not be revealed no matter what! It’s too important!"

Yun Jianqiu nodded fervently, promising repeatedly: "Won’t say, won’t say. I won’t say even if I’m beaten to death!"

Then he turned to his eight subordinates and said: "This matter must not be passed on!"

The eight nodded again and again.

All with shocked expressions, oh dear, this matter is too big.

An important person from the Heavenly Palace died at the gates of Baiyun State City...

The Grand Dowager’s face was full of despair!

Staring straight ahead, looking at Fang Che, she now felt that Fang Che was becoming annoying again.

Not only annoying, but this bastard was utterly detestable!

Fang Che said with an apologetic face: "Sorry, Grand Dowager, I accidentally let it slip just now... mainly because I was too shocked! Too unexpected! But don’t worry, I’ve already ordered my subordinates not to spread it, I can assure you of that."

"!!!"

The Grand Dowager nearly had a heart attack.

A universally understood curse nearly slipped out.

What use is it if your subordinates don’t spread it? Your loud shout was heard by hundreds or even thousands of people here watching the spectacle, keeping this a secret now would be unbelievable.

Fang Che was still asking: "Is this Mr. Shang? Grand Dowager, take a good look, maybe it’s someone else, after all, without a head, it’s hard to identify, easily confused... is there any other distinguishing mark on the body? Like a birthmark or something?"

Birthmark my foot!

The Grand Dowager glanced at him fiercely, exhausted in body and mind.

Didn’t want to say a word.

I also hope it’s not Mr. Shang.

But, it’s impossible; this is clearly Mr. Shang. There’s no mistake.

Now, it’s really like the sky is falling!

The son of the General Inspector died in Baiyun State! Oh my heavens... The Grand Dowager and Zhu Shaoyun now couldn’t even muster anger or hatred.

Cold all over.

Filled with fear.

"Pack it up and take it back to the Zhu family." The Grand Dowager felt her back couldn’t straighten anymore, her heart filled with despair.

The Zhu family members were busy packing.

A piece of paper suddenly fluttered down from the carriage as they packed.

Crookedly written on it were the words: Zhu family, is this your backing? Hahaha... his head is quite a masterpiece, I took it back to feed the dogs. What can you do to me? I’m telling you, dare to mess with me, this isn’t over yet!

This note was simply adding fuel to the fire.

"Yemo!!!"

The Grand Dowager filled with resentment, howled at the sky: "This matter, even if you want it to be over, it won’t be! You just wait! You just wait! You just wait!!"

"Grand Dowager, calm down, don’t hurt your health, it’s not worth it." Fang Che consoled: "The person is already dead, the living must continue forward."

He sighed and said: "After all, we must take care of the living first."

This was exactly what Mr. Shang said that night when discussing the innocent who died because of the Demon from Wei Wo Zheng Sect.

Fang Che remembered this sentence, and of course, the Grand Dowager remembered it too.

Hearing this sentence here and now was truly unpleasant.

The Grand Dowager suddenly turned her head, looking at Fang Che with eyes almost spitting fire, furiously saying: "Fang Che! What do you mean?!"

Fang Che was taken aback, spreading his hands: "Can’t I even offer condolences?"

The Grand Dowager was panting heavily, almost boiling with anger inside, trying hard to calm but failing, gritting her teeth said: "No need to trouble yourself!"

"Tsk, what a world, comforting someone has become a crime..."

Fang Che shook his head, sighed, and said: "In that case, Grand Dowager, my condolences, I have official business to attend to, so I’ll be on my way."

Sighed again, said: "What a pity, I originally wanted to befriend Mr. Shang."

Shaking his head, waving his hand: "Let’s go!"

Took Yun Jianqiu and other Guardians of the Great Hall, swaggering off.

From afar, Yun Jianqiu could be heard saying: "Mr. Fang, don’t take it to heart, it’s not worth getting angry with such people."

Fang Che’s voice: "I understand, after all, they’ve had a death, some words said in anger, how could I take it to heart; besides, this family is unreasonable to begin with."

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