So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

The atmosphere in the hall of Juling City was solemn.

Sikong Wen looked at Sikong Yun in front of him deeply, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

He sighed heavily, as if to release all the helplessness and worries in his heart.

"Boy, do you think they are so easy to deal with?"

There was a hint of blame and worry in Sikong Wen's tone.

"What's more, Chang Qing was the problem in the first place. He betrayed the City Lord's Mansion and colluded with those evil forces. This is an indisputable fact. No matter what, we are not right. In this case, what can we do?"

Hearing this, Sikong Yun curled up the corner of his mouth into a cold smile, his eyes flashing with disdain and coldness.

"Who cares where they come from? Even if they come from a famous family, so what? But none of them comes from the city lord's family, so just kill them."

There was a hint of arrogance and cruelty in his words.

"Uncle, no matter what Chang Qing did wrong, I have to spare his life for your sake."

Sikong Yun's words suddenly became soft, and he tried to impress Sikong Wen's heart.

"But look at these people, what did they do? They killed Chang Qing directly after they killed him first. Isn't this showing that they don't take our Juling City Lord's Mansion seriously?"

As Sikong Wen listened to Sikong Yun's words, his hesitation became more and more obvious.

There was a hint of hesitation and helplessness in his eyes, as if he was touched by Sikong Yun's words.

"Yun'er..."

Sikong Wen called Sikong Yun's name in a low voice, his voice sounding a bit tired and weak.

Seeing that Sikong Wen was showing signs of wavering, Sikong Yun hurriedly continued.

"Uncle, do you want Juling City to be looked down upon? We are from the City Lord's Mansion and represent the face of the entire Juling City. If even we are looked down upon, where is the face of Juling City?"

Sikong was silent for a moment after hearing this.

There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he exhaled slowly and his eyes became firm.

"Okay, Yun'er. You are right. We cannot let people look down on Juling City. No matter what, we must maintain the dignity and honor of the City Lord's Mansion."

There was a hint of determination and firmness in Sikong Wen's words.

Upon hearing this, Sikong Yun's lips curled up into a satisfied smile.

He knew that he had successfully persuaded Sikong Wen.

Sikong Wen looked at Sikong Yun, his tone full of helplessness and indulgence.

"You can do whatever you want, right? But, Yun'er, you have to remember to be sensible and not overdo it."

Sikong Yun smiled obediently, but there was a cunning light in his eyes.

"Don't worry, uncle, I know my limits. Then uncle, I will bring people to surround Ling Jiuan and his men. They dared to kill Chang Qing first and then report to him, so they must pay the price!"

Sikong Wen sighed softly. He knew Sikong Yun's temperament. Once a decision was made, it would be difficult to change it.

He could only nod silently to show his agreement.

"Uncle, don't worry. I will handle it properly and won't cause you any trouble."

Sikong Yun laughed again, then turned and left, ready to implement his plan.

Sikong Wen looked at Sikong Yun's back, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

He knew that Sikong Yun was trying to maintain the dignity and honor of the City Lord's Mansion, but he was also worried that such an action would bring even greater trouble.

However, now he was unable to stop Sikong Yun.

After all, in his heart, he leaned towards Sikong Yun.

Afterwards, Sikong Yun brought a large number of elite troops from the City Lord's Mansion and marched towards the guest room where Ling Jiuan and others were staying.

Their steps were in unison and their momentum was fierce, as if they wanted to trample everything under their feet.

In the guest room, Chen Yan was leisurely sipping tea, enjoying the rare tranquility.

However, this tranquility was soon broken by the arrival of Sikong Yun and others.

He looked at Sikong Yun who broke in with a large number of troops, his eyes full of coldness and vigilance.

"Sikong Yun, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yan asked coldly, his voice revealing unquestionable majesty.

Sikong Yun smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with coldness and determination.

"You committed a crime in the City Lord's Mansion, you should be executed!"

There was a hint of cruelty and determination in his words, which had already determined the fate of Chen Yan and others.

Chen Yan's eyes became even colder when he heard this.

He knew that Sikong Yun came with bad intentions, and good people would not come.

A fierce battle seems inevitable.

He tightly grasped the teacup in his hand, gathering all his anger and strength into it.

Lei Tingyi sat aside, seemingly drinking his tea casually, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring directly at Sikong Yun.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of amusement and all-knowingness.

"If I'm guessing correctly, this Chang Qing is not Sikong City Lord's confidant, but yours, right? On the surface, he is Sikong Wen's man, but in fact, he has been your man for a long time. Now we have accidentally ruined your plan, and you want to kill us."

Sikong Yun's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to indifference.

He didn't expect Lei Tingyi to be so sharp and expose his plan with just one sentence.

But he did not deny it, just smiled coldly.

"You guessed right. Chang Qing is indeed my man. But he betrayed me and colluded with those evil forces. I had to get rid of him. And you, since you ruined my business, you must pay the price."

Chen Yan listened from the side, his eyes becoming even colder.

He didn't expect Sikong Yun to be so insidious and vicious.

The atmosphere in the guest room became increasingly tense, and a fierce battle seemed inevitable.

Sikong Yun, with a large number of elite troops from the City Lord's Mansion, confronted Chen Yan, Lei Tingyi and others. The eyes of both sides were full of determination and coldness.

Ling Jiuan's beautiful eyes widened, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She slowly stood up, looking directly at Sikong Yun, her tone full of disdain and provocation.

"Except him? Since you want to get rid of him, we have already helped you get rid of him. Why do you have to hold on to us? Do you want to use us as scapegoats to cover up your real purpose?"

Sikong Yun's face became increasingly gloomy. He didn't expect Ling Jiuan to be so sharp-tongued and to expose his disguise with just one word.

He smiled coldly, with a cruel gleam in his eyes.

"Scapegoat? Are you worthy? I tell you, none of you will leave the City Lord's Mansion alive today!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan and Lei Tingyi's eyes became even colder.

They knew that Sikong Yun had completely torn his face off against them and was ready to take action against them.

But was all this decided by Sikong Yun on his own initiative?

Or is it that Sikong Wen, although he didn't care about the matter on the surface, still took action in secret?

For a moment, several people were filled with thoughts.