"study."

After the two men were captured alive, Yueying immediately removed their hands and jaws, picked out the poison from between their teeth, and now they had been tied up like dumplings.

There were people from the Black Lotus Hall guarding inside and outside the house.

Jiang Hao didn't even glance at them before going into the study.

Uncle Ming had mixed feelings. Those standing here were the old man's biggest trump cards, but in the eyes of the county lord, they were nothing.

Hey!

While Uncle Ming was distracted, Jiang Hao had already come out.

"County Lady, is the person dead?"

Uncle Ming saw that she had only been in for half a cup of tea, so he took a look into the room and asked hurriedly.

“It’s almost like death.”

Jiang Hao had a blank expression on his face: "The people sent here are all death warriors. They won't say anything."

Because people have seven emotions and six desires, it is very difficult to train a heartless and desireless warrior who is only loyal to his master. Moreover, no matter what he has experienced or suffered, if he does not commit suicide by taking pills immediately, no matter how much psychological or physical torture he suffers, he will not speak.

of course there are exceptions.

But such exceptions are rare.

Jiang Hao had come into contact with too many assassins, and the two people in the room were controlled mentally, that is, completely brainwashed. No matter what the outside world said, they could not hear it.

There are death warriors in the Black Lotus Hall, but they did not appear in the operation to protect the Ji Mansion.

These assassins were trained by special people. Uncle Ming, as Ji Yan's right-hand man, only knew how to use them, but he was not very clear about how much effort the trainers had put into them.

"County Lord, what should we do?"

Released?

Impossible now!

killed?

That would mean all the efforts would be in vain!

"Tie it up first."

Who knows, there might be a second wave of assassins arriving soon.

Chen Chuan predicted that she would have a "disaster", but she hasn't encountered it head-on yet, so it shouldn't be considered a disaster.

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Prince Qi's Mansion.

Luo Qiongchuan had waited until dawn, but none of the eight death warriors from the Divine Eagle Camp he sent out returned.

"Lord Luo."

The spies are back.

Luo Qiongchuan sat on the armchair, stood up suddenly, frowned slightly and asked: "How is it?"

"The steward of the Ji Mansion went to Shuntian Prefecture early in the morning, but no one from the government office returned with him. The gate of the Ji Mansion was open as usual, with nothing unusual."

This is simply incredible!

When Luo Qiongchuan heard this, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. Where were the assassins?

Eight dead soldiers, even if they just hacked randomly, there would be casualties in the Ji Mansion, right? Don't they need a doctor?

"Lord Luo."

Another spy returned.

"Master Luo, I just saw Princess Jiahe returning home."

"Go home?"

Luo Qiongchuan's eyes fell on the first spy.

This person was also confused: "I did not see Princess Jiahe leave the house."

"You didn't leave the house?"

"I saw her come back with my own eyes. She ran into the housekeeper."

But you came back from outside?

What does it mean?

What does it say?

After figuring out what this meant, Luo Qiongchuan angrily slapped the low table next to him, breaking it into pieces with a loud "bang".

The two spies were so frightened that they knelt down immediately, lowered their heads and faces, waiting for the storm that was about to erupt from Master Luo.

Last night, Jiang Hao was not in the house at all.

But they have been having spies guarding outside the Ji Mansion, and they didn’t receive any news that Jiang Hao had left the house and did not return yesterday!

Why did the prince not come back after something happened in the palace, and why did these trivial matters that didn't require much worry also get out of control?

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