My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Even after Cheng Nanchun explained, the crowd remained skeptical.

After all, those two were too suspicious; how could he possibly get rid of them with just a few words?

"Old Cheng, this matter is of utmost importance. You must not be deceived by these two thieves!"

"Exactly, what evidence do they have? Why don't they present it to us?"

Hearing the doubts from the crowd, Cheng Nanchun's expression also turned grim. He said in a deep voice, "I know what I'm doing. In short, these two are not the murderers. The murderer is someone else!"

His words were spoken with conviction, and his expression certainly did not suggest that he had been deceived.

"Besides, my wives were all brutally murdered. Would I possibly protect the killers?!"

As soon as he said that, everyone immediately fell silent.

Yes, not to mention that Cheng Nanchun's wife and children died so tragically, he himself was still under threat, so there was no reason for him to protect the murderer.

Could it really not be those two people?

The group looked at each other, and for a moment, no one spoke again.

Seeing that they had finally quieted down, Cheng Nanchun's expression improved slightly.

Then, he looked at Xie Yan and the other two and said, "These two young heroes are not only not the murderers, but they have also seen some clues and promised to help me find the real culprit."

These words caused another great stir among those present.

But Chu Ling raised an eyebrow and gave Cheng Nanchun a meaningful look.

That old fox, they clearly didn't say anything like that.

His current statement clearly indicates that he wants to use the power of his princely residence to investigate the case for himself.

Before tonight, Xie and Yan might have remained unmoved and continued watching the show.

But now, those who were supposed to target only the Cheng family have secretly turned against them as well. This is enough to show that the mastermind behind this is likely connected to the two of them in some way.

If that's the case, they have no choice but to wade into this muddy water.

Thinking of this, Chu Ling did not expose Cheng Nanchun's words, but nodded to everyone from afar in accordance with his words.

Cheng Nanchun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep look at Chu Ling, and said, "Then I, Cheng, would like to thank you both for your help."

Having said that, he glanced at everyone again and said, "It's getting late, so please take your leave. With the help of these two young heroes, I believe I will be able to give you all an explanation soon!"

Since things had come to this point and a clue had already been found, the group naturally couldn't say anything more and could only take their leave.

"In that case, we won't stay any longer. If you need any help, please feel free to send someone to fetch us."

Shen Yulin and Song Yunzheng also stepped forward and clasped their hands in greeting to Cheng Nanchun.

Cheng Nanchun naturally smiled and agreed to everything, then personally saw the group off at the Cheng family gate.

Before long, the Cheng family courtyard, which had been bustling with noise, suddenly became quiet. As the crowd dispersed, only five people remained in the large space.

Only then did Cheng Nanchun wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, revealing a hint of exhaustion.

He turned around, looking at Chu Ling with a hint of doubt, clearly still somewhat disbelieving that the prince himself was there.

Only when he saw the prince's token that Chu Ling had shown did Cheng Nanchun bow respectfully and say, "I did not know that Your Highness was here. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

He paused, then said nervously, "I was very sorry for offending you when I went to investigate at night because of my suspicions."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ling glanced at him lightly, chuckled, and said, "It's alright. With your martial arts skills, it's not an offense."

Cheng Nanchun choked for a moment, but considering the identity of the person in front of him, he could only suppress his anger and stiffly smiled, "Your Highness is right."

The Lord of Zixiao Manor and the leader of Xuanzhen Sect stood silently to the side, but in reality, their inner turmoil was no less than that of Cheng Nanchun.

But what remains more perplexing is why the renowned Prince An would suddenly appear at the Cheng family's residence.

Before they could figure it out, Chu Ling spoke again, "Are you sure you want to talk here?"

The three of them were taken aback for a moment before realizing that this was indeed not the place to talk.

Cheng Nanchun said repeatedly, "It was my oversight. Please come in, both of you."

As he spoke, Cheng Nanchun turned to the side and reached out to lead Chu Ling and Xie Yan toward the inner courtyard of the Cheng family.

"Need not."

However, Chu Ling did not follow. He slightly raised his chin, pointed lightly to Madam Cheng's room, and said, "Go there."

Cheng Nanchun was startled, but quickly understood what Chu Ling meant.

He's going to see his deceased wife's body.

The lady died tragically inside; perhaps there are some clues in that house.

Thinking of this, Cheng Nanchun immediately nodded and said, "Your Highness is so thoughtful, please."

Chu Ling didn't say anything more, and took the lead in walking in that direction.

Xie Yan crossed her arms, glanced at the three people in front of her, curled her lips, and followed Chu Ling.

The room was still pitch black, with the window that the perpetrator had smashed open wide. Cold wind kept pouring in, causing the tattered gauze curtains inside to flutter wildly.

Because of the influx of people, the furnishings in the room were now in disarray, and bloodstains were scattered all over the floor.

Fortunately, Madam Cheng's body was not damaged in the slightest.

Xie Yan picked up the lampstand that had been thrown on the table, went to the bedside again, and lit it with a tinderbox.

"hiss--"

The fire suddenly blazed up, revealing the state of Madam Cheng's death to those present.

Apart from Xie Yan, the other four were seeing Madam Cheng's tragic death for the first time.

Everyone gasped in shock, and Cheng Nanchun turned away in sorrow, unable to bear to look any longer.

Xie Yan held up the lampstand and leaned closer to examine Madam Cheng's body carefully, trying to find the thing that she had felt was wrong earlier.

Chu Ling looked around the room and finally fixed his gaze on Cheng Nanchun, who was still sweating profusely.

"Is there anything else that Mr. Cheng hasn't said?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Nanchun visibly stiffened. After a moment of silence, under the increasingly suspicious gazes of the other two, he said in a hoarse voice, "This old man... does not know what Your Highness means by this."

Surprisingly, even now, this guy still refuses to tell the truth.

Chu Ling chuckled lightly, but his eyes gradually turned cold as he said, "Is that so?"

Ignoring Cheng Nanchun, he turned and walked to Xie Yan's side, where they examined the corpse together.

"how?"

Xie Yan frowned and shook her head, saying, "I feel like there's something strange about this, but I haven't figured it out yet."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Chu Ling moved even closer.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he suddenly grabbed a clean sheet from the side and reached out to wipe Madam Cheng's blood-stained face.

A moment later, looking at that undisguised face, the two smiled at each other.

"I see."