Among a group of men, there was only one woman, Fan Peiyao, who looked very strange at first glance.
Li Muchan reined up his horse and stood up. The red shadow of the horse was very impressive. He stood on the roadside and attracted attention. They went straight to Li Tianlei and saw Li Muchan.
Fan Peiyao nodded slightly, their eyes met in the air and turned around. Fan Peiyao's bright eyes flashed with apology, she couldn't say hello to him anymore, she was surrounded by seniors of the Fan family, so it was not appropriate to disturb him.
Li Muchan smiled at her and glanced at the others.
The old man at the head was energetic, tall and burly, with black hair and beard, and swarthy complexion. He did not look old. He was sitting on a horse with a straight waist.
His eyes were as sharp as swords and exuded arrogance, just like those of young people.
Li Muchan took one look and knew that this old man had a bad temper, was tough and violent, and was extremely difficult to get along with. Without even looking at him, the red shadow turned over his hooves and left slowly.
When passing by Li Tianlei, Li Tianlei did not look at Fan Peiyao and the others, but stared at Li Muchan, trying to see how deep he was and also aware of his unusualness.
Li Muchan secretly sighed that Li Tianlei was really good. He was now thinner and restrained. To outsiders, he was just an ordinary person who did not practice martial arts.
He and Li Tianlei looked at each other, nodded slightly, and showed a smile, which was very friendly. Red Shadow quickly passed by Li Tianlei and others, and walked away.
He closed his eyes and looked down with his eyes of void.
There were about ten people behind the old man, including middle-aged people and two young people. They fell at the end side by side with Fan Peiyao, looking high-spirited and excited.
The knights rumbled to a few feet in front of Li Tianlei, and suddenly reined in their horses and stood still.
Mr. Fan dismounted, laughed loudly and stepped forward, clasping his fists and saying: "Headmaster Li is here, I'm sorry for not being able to greet you from afar, I'm rude!"
Li Tianlei clasped his fists: "Mr. Fan, you're welcome!"
He swept his eyes and frowned: "Where is my scoundrel?"
Mr. Fan was startled and turned to ask Fan Peiyao: "Peyao, where is Mr. Feng?"
Fan Peiyao shook her head: "Grandpa, I don't know either... We separated after dinner yesterday. I haven't seen Brother Feng today. I thought I came early to wait for Senior Li."
Li Tianlei snorted, frowned, and waved his hands: "That's it, you scoundrel!... Let's go into the city!"
"That's right, let's go into the city, Headmaster Li, please——!" Mr. Fan said hurriedly, turning aside to ask solemnly.
The crowd, like stars over the moon, embraced Li Tianlei into the city. Li Tianlei was surrounded by the crowd, looking calm and accustomed to such treatment.
Among the Fan family members, a middle-aged man left quietly without anyone noticing. He was like a shadow, unnoticed.
Li Tianlei and the others walked directly to Fan Mansion.
In front of the gate of Fan's Mansion, just as everyone was about to enter, the middle-aged man who had disappeared suddenly appeared, expressionless, and whispered a few words in Mr. Fan's ear.
"What?!" Mr. Fan blurted out.
His face was dark and full of shock, his eyes were shining brightly, like a cold sword shooting out, and he shouted: "Is this true?!"
"It's absolutely true!" The middle-aged man nodded.
"Impossible!" Mr. Fan shook his head and hummed in a deep voice: "Feng Shaoxia's martial arts is amazing, who in Tianlong City can kill him!?"
"Old man, I personally saw it and it is indeed Feng Shaoxia." The middle-aged man said indifferently.
Li Tianlei stopped, turned around and asked, "What's going on?"
Mr. Fan's expression changed several times. He took two steps forward, his face was as dark as water, and he said slowly: "Headmaster Li, Shaoxia Feng, he...he..."
"What's wrong with him?" Li Tianlei asked in a deep voice.
Mr. Fan took a breath and said in a deep voice: "He was harmed!"
"What?!" Li Tianlei frowned and kept his expression calm: "You mean, Bai Shan was killed?"
"...Yes." Mr. Fan nodded slowly, with a heavy expression.
The purple air rolled on Li Tianlei's face, and his purple robe was fluttering, as if he were standing in a strong wind, and the robes of the people around him were fluttering, as if being swept by a strong wind.
Mr. Fan and the others took a step back and were pushed by invisible forces.
Li Tianlei took a long breath, the purple energy on his face returned to calm, his purple robe lay flat, and he said solemnly: "Take me to see the White Mountains!"
"...Yes." Mr. Fan looked at him and nodded slowly.
The middle-aged man from before took the lead, and everyone walked eastward, in a mighty and mighty way, but silently, with only the sound of footsteps.
Mr. Fan spoke: "Shaoxia Feng refused to live in my house and bought a house in Chengenfang in the east. Alas... he blamed me. He should have insisted on letting him live here!"
Li Tianlei remained silent, his eyes twinkling and his face as dark as water.
Soon they came to a narrow street, which was very quiet around. It was paved with irregular bluestones, and weeds grew between the bluestones, making it a bit desolate.
Feng Baishan was lying on the bluestone ground, already stiff, looking up at the sky in confusion and shock, with a bloody hole on his forehead.
Li Tianlei walked closer and stared at Feng Baishan without blinking.
After a while, when he raised his head, his eyes were already blood red, but his face was calm. He glanced at everyone, everyone felt chilled, their hair stood on end, and they almost wanted to run away.
Li Tianlei caressed Feng Baishan's eyes and asked him to close his eyes. He looked up and saw the words on the wall and sneered: "What a gale!"
He punched out, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the wall was punched through.
He pulled out his fist, looked calm, and said calmly: "Zi Yuan, take Bai Shan back."
"Yes, Master." A young man walked out from behind him. He was of medium height, wearing a green shirt, with an ordinary appearance and a calm and steady temperament.
He walked up to Feng Baishan, picked him up, saw the writing on the wall, raised his head and said, "Master, is it really the Gale Sect?"
Li Tianlei's face was gloomy and he said calmly: "Let's talk about it later... Mr. Fan, I want to go to the house in Baishan."
"Okay." Mr. Fan nodded hastily, turned around and said solemnly: "Pei Yao, lead the way!"
"Yes." Fan Peiyao responded, Yingying walking in front.
The young man hugged Feng Baishan without any disgust, as if he were hugging a living person. He followed Li Tianlei and walked eastward together. After walking a hundred meters away, they came to a mansion.
After entering the mansion, several girls came out to greet them. They were all beautiful. Although they were not extremely beauties, they were lively and pleasing to the eye.
Li Tianlei's face suddenly darkened, he glanced coldly at the girls, snorted, and walked inside without saying anything else.
Fan Peiyao said hurriedly: "Suying, this is Brother Feng's master and fellow seniors."
"Yes, young master, he...?" The first girl nodded obediently, and suddenly saw Feng Baishan in the young man's arms, and was shocked.
Fan Peiyao sighed, shook his head and said, "Let's go in first."
The beautiful girl turned pale, withdrew her gaze, and followed the crowd obediently without saying a word.
Everyone came to the hall, and soon tea was served. Feng Baishan's body was placed on a couch. Li Tianlei stepped forward to check, followed by the young man.
Mr. Fan's face was gloomy, full of thoughts, and his eyes were always shining.
Fan Peiyao was also absent-minded, with Li Muchan's eyes flashing in her mind. She vaguely understood that the only person in Tianlong City who could kill Feng Baishan was Li Muchan.
Unexpectedly, Master Mingkong was so courageous that he actually dared to take action! What should we do?
After a while, Li Tianlei sat down, and the young man also sat down, and sighed: "Master, I'm not from the Gale Sect. This is a flying knife, one strike will kill you."
He shook his head and said: "The Gale Sect is not good at concealed weapons."
Li Tianlei turned around and said, "Mr. Fan, does Baishan have any enemies in Tianlong City?"
Mr. Fan shook his head: "I never noticed... Peiyao, you have been with Mr. Feng. Do you know that he has enemies?"
Fan Peiyao's heart sank slightly, a little despairing.
Grandpa was about to abandon his soldiers to save the handsome man. She took a deep breath, shook her head and said, "No, Brother Feng spends most of his time wandering around the city and only occasionally looks for me. He doesn't seem to have any enemies."
"Really not?" Li Tianlei's eyes narrowed.
Fan Peiyao felt her heartbeat stopped and her breathing sluggish, as if there was a big mountain pressing down on her.
Trying her best to resist, she gritted her teeth and shook her head.
Li Tianlei took a deep look at her, sneered, and turned around and said: "Mr. Fan, this is your territory. Bai Shan was killed here. You will be responsible for the murderer!"
"Headmaster Li, this..." Mr. Fan was shocked.
Li Tianlei looked at him lightly: "I want to hear news about the murderer within seven days!"
After saying that, he waved his hand: "Sorry, I won't send you far away!"
Seeing his gloomy face and purple aura, Mr. Fan knew that it would be useless to talk anymore. This was purely to express his anger. This man named Li still had the same bad temper and turned his back on others!
He slowly stood up, clasped his fists and nodded, turned around and left. Fan Peiyao and the others followed suit, all of them were aggrieved, but they dared not speak out.
As soon as they walked out of the gate, someone from the Fan family cursed: "Old man, this guy named Li is so annoying, let's just ignore him and see what happens to him!"
"Yes, no matter how aggressive he is, he will have to be honest when he comes to our territory!"
"Old man, just ignore him!"
Mr. Fan didn't say a word, and strode forward at a rapid pace. Everyone had to keep a tight pace to follow him, and they all soon stopped talking, not daring to say anything more.
Mr. Fan returned to his brother's house, waved everyone away, and greeted Fan Peiyao to the hall.
In the hall, Mr. Fan sat on the grand master's chair, took a sip of fragrant tea, put it down, and sighed leisurely: "Pei Yao, was that monk the one who did it?"
Fan Peiyao remained calm and shook her head: "Grandpa, I don't know either."
"Oh——?" Mr. Fan glanced at her sideways and said calmly: "This monk Mingkong is so bold. Who is Feng Baishan? How can he kill him?"
Fan Peiyao said: "Master Mingkong has returned to Tenglong City."
She knew that Mr. Fan was well-informed and that the entire Tianlong City was under his eyes. Nothing could be hidden from him, and the conflict between the two people in Changping Tower could not escape his eyes and ears.