Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

Lin Fang's blatant anger sent chills down Han Cheng's spine as he knelt in the carriage, causing beads of sweat to involuntarily form on his forehead.

He replied tremblingly:

"...Reporting to Your Excellency, I have already sent men to search the entire capital city one by one, but we have not yet found any useful clues."

As he spoke, he subconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, inwardly groaning inwardly.

The key issue is that this person is impossible to trace.

Apart from a tattered note left in the treasure vault with a few crooked and ugly characters written on it, there were no other clues.

Most importantly, the handwriting is at the level of a three-year-old. He can't possibly find a three-year-old to compare handwriting with each other, can he? Anyone with a brain can see that this is not something a child can do, let alone such a young child.

Therefore, Han Cheng thought of approaching the issue from another angle.

The Prime Minister's treasury is so large, with mountains of treasure inside, that even if thieves wanted to move all these things out, it would take them a lot of time and effort.

So at first, he was quite confident, believing that as long as he thoroughly checked all the records of goods coming and going, he would be able to find some clues.

He also secretly sent people to guard every exit from the city and the docks. Once they saw any suspicious people, they would arrest them immediately. But after guarding for so many days, they found nothing at all.

He originally thought that the Prime Minister's treasury was so large that it would take a long time for thieves to move things. But to his surprise, he checked all the records of goods coming and going every day recently, and he found no large items transferred out. Even small items were transferred out in silver notes, and very few people were carrying gold bars or antiques.

Even in pawnshops, there were no valuable items available for pawning.

Sometimes he wondered if the thief had left these evil things in the city, but then he thought it was impossible. Where would he put so many things?

Upon hearing this news, Lin Fang nearly had a heart attack.

A bunch of useless people, it's been so long and there's still not a single word.

"Keep investigating! I refuse to believe that so much stuff could just vanish into thin air!"

Lin Fang didn't know that it wouldn't be wrong to say that his things had simply vanished into thin air, after all... they really couldn't understand Tang Yue's current state.

Her extraordinary abilities are practically godlike in this era, at least from the perspective of ordinary people.

Hearing Lin Fang's tone, Han Cheng lowered his head even further: "Yes, sir."

After saying that, he immediately asked, "What about Murong Bai?"

"Has Murong Bai returned to the manor?"

"Yes, sir, they have all moved into the Duke's mansion, along with those martial arts practitioners."

Hearing this, Lin Fang paused for a moment before suddenly saying, "Very good, come here."

Lin Fang called Han Cheng to his ear, gave him some instructions, and then told him to leave immediately.

late at night!

Utter silence!

A modestly decorated yet luxurious carriage slowly travels along the road.

The wheels rattled and clattered, breaking the stillness of the night and sounding particularly loud and jarring on the already quiet street.

As the carriage passed the Duke's mansion, Lin Fang, who was inside, gently raised his hand and slightly lifted the curtain of the carriage window, glancing in the direction of the Duke's mansion.

His gaze lingered briefly before he lowered the curtain and continued to sit upright in the car.

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful...

………………

The next morning, sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds onto the homes of countless people.

It brought the joys and sorrows of the human world.

It also made the magnificent palace shine brightly.

As the melodious and solemn bells rang, a dignified atmosphere filled the palace hall.

The civil and military officials, dressed in magnificent court robes, stood in orderly rows on both sides of the main hall according to their respective ranks.

The civil officials, holding their tablets, stood with serious expressions. At first glance, most of them were pot-bellied, greasy middle-aged men, varying in height and build, standing in a row. Occasionally, a few looked exceptionally handsome and refined, but they were few in number. On the other side, the military officials were all clad in armor, most of them imposing and heroic. Even a stolen glance was enough to make a young girl who never left her home blush. Even the older ones had the air of mature uncles, with few cunning or sly individuals among them.

They all stood upright, but there was always one person missing in the front row of military officers.

Behind the golden hall stood a group of people, with the emperor at the head. Palace maids around him straightened his dragon robe before the emperor solemnly stepped onto the dragon throne.

Behind him followed an elderly eunuch with a tuft of white hair at his temples. At first glance, it looked as if he had deliberately dyed those tufts of hair white to attract attention. His lips were also somewhat red, making him look like he was about to eat a child.

The head eunuch, who wanted to eat children, waited until the emperor was seated in the chair symbolizing his status. He then bowed slightly to the emperor before straightening up slightly, taking a deep breath, and shouting in a sinister and shrill voice:

"Attend court—!!!"

The sound echoed throughout the empty court hall, and its sound traveled far and wide beyond the main hall!

After this announcement, the prince's ministers began to slowly present their reports on matters requiring attention. Half an hour passed without anyone speaking. Only after receiving the emperor's approval did the chief eunuch reappear and read aloud as usual:

"If you have something to do, start the show, if nothing happens, leave the court!"

Murong Bai hesitated for a long time before reporting Lin Fang's unauthorized "military training." Only after the chief eunuch finished reading the report did he finally make up his mind. Holding the ceremonial tablet, he stepped forward and knelt on the floor with a thud. His voice sounded as if it came from his chest, strong and resonant:

"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

The emperor, seated on the throne, suddenly raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat bewildered: "Oh? Minister Murong, what brings you here?"

"Your Majesty, I wish to impeach Lord Lin Fang!"

Murong Bai's voice was firm and resounding, echoing in the empty hall.

The once quiet and solemn court instantly became noisy because of Murong Bai's words, and all the civil and military officials were in an uproar.

The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment, then began to whisper among themselves, their eyes surging towards Lin Fang, who stood to one side.

However, despite the overwhelming attention, Lin Fang remained calm and composed. He even casually flicked non-existent dust off the corner of his clothes, appearing as if the impeachment had nothing to do with him whatsoever.