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Feng Zhao was also somewhat angry.

He naturally didn't think that Chu Yuan had been looking at this woman just now; he was clearly just thinking about matters... How did she dare to come over?

It must be that he had been too benevolent to these people usually...

A group of actors meant only to set the mood and embellish the scene, yet they couldn't even recognize their own position.

Daisha's face turned pale in an instant; she felt that something had gone wrong.

She forced a smile and said: "Such vulgar words are not suitable to come out of your mouth, Sir~"

Chu Yuan ignored her and turned his head to look at Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao raised his hand, and a Fifth Realm Martial Artist walked over.

"Commander!"

"Handle this."

"Yes."

The Martial Artist dragged Daisha away cleanly and efficiently.

A look of despair appeared on Daisha's face, and large tears rolled down. She looked at Chu Yuan with watery eyes: "Sir! Sir, I was wrong! Si... wuu..."

The crowd was shocked by this turn of events, and the small commotion disappeared.

Only a slightly chubby, middle-aged bald man looked anxious, his body trembling.

He seemed to want to do something, but in the end, he didn't have the courage to carry it out... He didn't even dare to leave.

"Tsk... Is it that rough?" Chu Yuan sighed. At this moment, he felt that what the crazy woman had said just now didn't seem wrong; the people from the Zhenwu Bureau were indeed very vulgar...

Feng Zhao shook his head, his tone calm: "Some people only respond to this method. If it isn't rough enough, it will instead make them develop thoughts they shouldn't have.

This woman's father is in the exotic beast business, and he is affiliated with... one of my subordinates; perhaps that is why she dared to be so bold."

"How will she be handled?" Chu Yuan asked. His Divine Sense saw that the Fifth Realm Martial Artist didn't take Daisha outside the estate to kill her;

instead, he just casually threw her on the side of the road and ignored her, turning back.

On the contrary, the other party acted as if she had suffered some terrible abuse, disregarding her gorgeous long dress, curling up and lying there, terrified to the extreme...

"Fine her... and force her back to her original state." Feng Zhao said;

These are the two common methods of the Zhenwu Bureau; one is to kill, but this killing does not include slaughtering the weak; the other is to fine...

"She is so beautiful. After her Family falls into decline, won't she suffer greatly?" Chu Yuan teased;

"Perhaps her father will give her to some big shot, or perhaps... she will be used as a bargaining chip and lost to some opponent; isn't she asking for it?" Feng Zhao looked indifferent.

As for the so-called big shots, besides the Zhenwu Bureau, who would dare to claim that title?

But their squad was currently in a critical period of atoning for their crimes, so who would dare to do such a thing under Chu Yuan's nose?

Feng Zhao was about to continue the previous topic, which was the issue of the other three Commanders, but he saw Chu Yuan's expression suddenly change, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Yuan smiled: "It seems that today, you are not the only one who has arranged a welcoming ceremony for me..."

"Hm?"

Daisha was a bit tired from crying. She climbed up and walked toward the estate.

The guards at the gate had already received orders and coldly blocked her.

So she turned around and wandered along the outer wall of the estate, as if trying to find a gap to sneak in...

Slowly, she began to hum a song, and an ethereal, melodious tune drifted from her throat.

As she walked, she dragged her hand along the outer wall. Soon, her fair and delicate fingers were cut, and blood stained the wall, drawing chaotic lines... Her face grew paler and paler.

Several guards saw her in this state and showed expressions of sympathy, assuming she had gone mad.

But the Sir had given orders only not to let her enter the estate and to ignore everything else, so they did not intervene...

Daisha's footsteps became increasingly light. She was not a Martial Artist, but at this moment, she was walking faster than a Second Realm Martial Artist.

Blood was still gushing from her fingertips, as if there were a gushing blood spring inside her body, endless... A trace of eerie, pale yellow mist began to spread throughout the estate before anyone knew it.

Many people felt an unsettling atmosphere for no reason...

Feng Zhao also felt this atmosphere and suddenly stood up, his face grim and terrifying.

Chu Yuan stopped him: "Don't be impatient. It is nothing more than a useless Puppet setting up a trashy Formation... The person behind it hasn't appeared yet, let's wait a bit longer."

Feng Zhao was unwilling, but he sat back down.

He didn't know who the person acting was, whether they were targeting him or the Inspector, Chu Yuan?

Of course, whoever they were targeting, they already had a path to death...

Chu Yuan was a bit puzzled.

His Divine Sense was a bug-level ability, but at this moment, he simply couldn't find where the person controlling Daisha was.

He knew there would be experts on the Western Continent, but to encounter this level right upon arriving?

However, the Formation the other party was setting up was really terrible... During the process of Daisha setting it up, Chu Yuan had already buried Spiritual Qi at some key nodes...

Daisha had walked around the estate once and returned to the main gate.

Her originally flawless, beautiful hands had been worn down to white bone...

She knelt toward the banquet hall, raised her bony palm, and stabbed it into her own abdomen...

A bloody internal organ was cut out by her and carefully placed on the ground.

"Stop! What are you doing!?" The guard finally realized something was wrong and shouted a reprimand;

Daisha turned a deaf ear and continued to dig out the organs inside her body, carefully placing them on the ground, eerily frightening...

The guard walked up, wanting to lift her up and throw her aside;

but just as he approached, his expression became dazed, and he knelt behind Daisha, also beginning to dig out his own organs.

The pale yellow mist condensed further, forming a small path that fell onto the road from the estate to the banquet hall, completely covering and overlapping it...

Feng Zhao was a Seventh Realm, so naturally, he had Mental Energy.

Although he didn't know any Mental Energy Martial Skills, it was enough for simple investigation, so he naturally saw everything Daisha did.

He seemed to have thought of something and showed a thoughtful expression;

Chu Yuan was almost laughed at by anger;

he had been looking forward to it for a long time... and it was just to open a door, with such a sense of ritual?

He knew they were weak, but he didn't expect them to be this weak!

And it was all bloody and messy, looking like a real deal, who are you trying to scare... even if you hollowed out your whole body, how much meat could you pull out?

The Blood Sea Soul Locking Formation is the real clean and pollution-free Formation; not only can it refine your whole body into powder, but it doesn't even leave a single bloodstain...

"Everyone..."

A low, magnetic murmur rang out;

this voice came from Daisha, who was walking along the small path and pushing open the banquet hall doors...

"Good evening."