Who put the yellow robe on me?

"Finally he showed up." Jiang Chen said in his heart, but his face remained calm.

He slowly approached the man in black and said calmly, "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

The man in black did not answer, but just looked at him silently, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

As Jiang Chen approached, he slowly retreated, always keeping a certain distance from Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen stopped and said tentatively, "Since you asked me out, you should show your true face and not be so secretive."

The man in black remained silent, his eyes showing no fluctuation.

Jiang Chen was a little impatient, frowning slightly: "If you don't want to talk, then I'll ask you questions and you just nod or shake your head, and I won't pursue your identity anymore."

The man in black thought for a moment and finally nodded slowly.

Jiang Chen was delighted and continued to ask, "Have you been following me all the way?"

The man in black nodded without hesitation.

"Are you the one who tipped me off and told me that there was a rebellion in the capital?"

The man in black nodded again.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with doubt: "If that's the case, we are friends, not enemies, why don't we show our true faces?"

The man in black shook his head, indicating that he was unwilling to reveal his identity.

Jiang Chen felt helpless and sighed: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

The man in black didn't say anything, but just bowed deeply to Jiang Chen, with a hint of respect and pleading in his movements.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance, accompanied by a familiar call.

"Sixteenth brother!"

Jiang Chen was stunned and looked back, only to see Jiang Sirou and Xuanyuan Feiyan walking towards him quickly.

When the man in black heard someone calling Jiang Chen, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He disappeared into the night in a flash, at a speed that was jaw-droppingly fast.

"Wait!" Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, trying to keep him, but the other person was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Sirou walked up to him and asked with concern, "Sixteenth brother, who is that person?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, frowning. "I don't know either. He seems reluctant to reveal his identity, but he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards us."

Jiang Sirou frowned: "Did he tell you any important information?"

Jiang Chen sighed: "No, he didn't say anything, but he seemed to be asking something of me."

Xuanyuan Feiyan's eyes were solemn as she said in a deep voice, "This person's Qinggong is very impressive, not inferior to mine."

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he turned to look at him: "General Xuanyuan, you said this person's Qinggong is very good?"

Xuanyuan Feiyan nodded: "Yes, I just saw him leaving from a distance. He was extremely fast and his footwork was light. He is obviously a master."

Jiang Chen fell into deep thought: "Who is this person? Why would he help me, and why wouldn't he show up?"

Jiang Sirou gently pulled his sleeve and said softly, "Sixteenth brother, this person might be a woman."

"Woman?" Jiang Chen was surprised. "Thirteenth sister, how did you know?"

Jiang Sirou hesitated for a moment: "I can't confirm it, but after she left, there was a faint smell in the air. It was the faint smell of rouge."

"Rouge? Not tall? Good at Qinggong?" Jiang Chen fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind: could it be her?

Seeing Jiang Chen's mood swings, Jiang Sirou asked, "Sixteenth brother, why don't we go back to the inn first?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses and nodded: "Thirteenth sister, you are right, let's go back first."

The three of them returned to the inn, and the night wind blew, bringing gusts of coolness.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and only a few shops still had their lights on, emitting a warm yellow glow.

Seeing Jiang Chen's serious expression, Jiang Sirou couldn't help but ask, "Sixteenth brother, have you thought of something?"

Jiang Chen shook his head and forced a smile: "I'm not sure yet, but I think we can go to the ruined temple tomorrow and maybe we can solve the mystery."

The next morning, the sun rose, and its golden light sprinkled on the earth, dispelling the chill of the night.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing a burst of fresh air mixed with the fragrance of dew. The woods around the ruined temple looked vibrant in the morning light, and birds sang happily in the branches, as if foreshadowing a beautiful day.

Jiang Chen and his group arrived at the dilapidated temple early. Although the temple was in ruins, its former glory could still be vaguely seen.

People arrived at the dilapidated temple one after another, with solemn expressions.

Dianzhang, Han Qingsong, Feng Liyan, Tan Erhu and others stepped forward one after another and talked about their observations and discoveries.

Dianzhang spoke first, "Your Highness, I have been following the Minister of Justice, Bai Binggong, for the past few days. I have found that he goes to and from court on time every day, and handles official business in his study after returning home. His life is regular and there is nothing unusual."

He paused, frowning slightly. "However, a mysterious man came to his house last night. He was dressed in black, had a stern face, and was dressed like a swordsman. I tried to approach him, but was discovered by his guards and had to retreat."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, his eyes deep: "Well, very good."

Han Qingsong stepped forward and said with a bow, "Your Highness, I have been lying in ambush near Guo Wulie's house and have discovered that he has been frequently entering and leaving the Ministry of War and mobilizing troops.

His residence is heavily guarded, and the number of guards has been doubled. Last night, he met secretly with a masked man, seemingly planning something."

Feng Liyan continued, "Your Highness, I am in charge of guarding the Xiong Residence of the Ministry of Justice. I haven't noticed anything unusual these past few days. However, the servants of the Xiong Residence seem to be very wary of outsiders, even the clerks who buy groceries are strictly checked."

Tan Erhu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "Your Highness, I was wandering around the residence of Yu Wenbo, the Left Vice Minister of Rites, disguised as a beggar. I noticed that there were often people from the underworld coming in and out of his house recently. They were in a hurry and looked nervous, as if they were discussing something."

Zuo Yongyu said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, I have been monitoring Xu Jingzhu's movements and have discovered that he has been very close to the Minister of Personnel recently. The two have had many secret meetings, and each time they were extremely secretive."

After listening to everyone's reports, Jiang Chen stood quietly with a serious look.

The temple was silent, with only the breeze rustling the leaves.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Dianzhang couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, have you noticed anything? Is there something wrong with any of these people?"

Jiang Chen raised his head, his eyes deep and firm: "It shouldn't be these people."

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other, confused.

Dianzhang asked doubtfully, "Your Highness, do you know who is the problem?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said calmly: "This person's martial arts skills should be quite high, everyone, be prepared."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden, strange sound of wind outside the temple, as if something was passing by quickly. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere that made people shudder.

"Someone is coming!" Xuanyuan Feiyan said vigilantly, his hand already grasping the hilt of the sword, his eyes staring sharply at the temple entrance.