After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 295 Young Master
As soon as news of Li Que's death reached the Dali Imperial Palace, the palace immediately issued an edict ordering the Six Doors and the Secret Intelligence Bureau to jointly investigate Li Que's death.

The fact that the Tianjin Guard was excluded from this discussion clearly indicates that the palace was aware of the relationship between the Tianjin Guard and Li Musheng.

If the Tianjin Guard were included, given Li Musheng's prestige within the Tianjin Guard, the Six Doors and the Hidden Spy Bureau alone would be no match for the rising power of the Tianjin Guard.

Of course, Li Musheng didn't care about this at all. After obtaining the key to the Apocalypse Treasure from Li Que, he now had two keys to the Apocalypse Treasure.

Next, he began to think about how to get the third one.

Based on previous information, the third key is very likely in the possession of his older sister, the Princess of Dali.

"That girl Cang Yinyue is probably investigating this matter. Should we wait until we find her and see what the situation is before making a decision?"

Li Musheng returned to the Tianjin Guard headquarters and stayed in the courtyard to cool off, completely ignoring the turbulent changes taking place in the capital.

The big black cat seemed very happy, pacing back and forth in the yard.

You should know that it killed a prince of Dali today, and that was right here in the capital of Dali.

If this were to reach the Church of Divinity, countless members of the Church would look up to it and worship it.

After all, this is something that even the leader of the Divinity Church has not been able to achieve.

"How do you plan to tell His Majesty about killing Li Que?"

At this moment, Li Yuanling sat down next to Li Musheng and asked a question. All along the way, she had been thinking about the follow-up matters.

Although Li Que deserved to die, their act of going directly to the mansion to kill him was indeed a violation of too many taboos and rules, and in retrospect, it was no small matter.

Moreover, no matter what, Li Que was Emperor Yuanwu's own son.

However, upon hearing this, Li Musheng glanced at Li Yuanling and waved his hand, saying:
"What's there for me to say to him? Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate. If he wants revenge, he can come and kill me. I don't mind."

"However, the prerequisite is that he must have the ability."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanling was immediately taken aback.

Then, she gave Li Musheng a deep look and sighed softly.

She immediately thought of Li Musheng's background. He should have been a prince of Dali with a high status, but for the past twenty years he had been living among the common people, all alone.

Not to mention that Li Musheng and Emperor Yuanwu had no emotional foundation whatsoever. Even if they did, given their years of suffering, the other party must have harbored resentment.

Therefore, she actually understood Li Musheng's feelings.

However, Li Musheng was not what she thought.

He didn't harbor any resentment, after all, the original owner had died when he was very young.

He didn't suffer much hardship when he arrived. On the contrary, he had extraordinary comprehension and enjoyed practicing martial arts with great relish.

If he hadn't already reached the end of his martial arts journey, and further cultivation wouldn't have been of any use, to be honest, he could have secluded himself in that small martial arts school in Shun'an City and practiced martial arts until his death without ever leaving the city.

"Don't worry, if anything happens, I'll handle it."

Li Musheng shook his head and offered a word of comfort to Li Yuanling.

What the other party didn't know was that he had actually killed two princes.

However, aside from the possibility of being misunderstood as vying for the throne, this matter had no impact on him whatsoever.

At this moment, the big black cat also strolled over. It glanced at Li Yuanling, then raised its head and meowed, while waving its paw.

That clearly meant that it was the one that scratched the prince to death, and it was not only not afraid, but actually very happy!
Seeing this, Li Yuanling shook her head helplessly and stopped interfering in the matter.

After all, to be honest, she couldn't and didn't have the ability to manage this matter.

……

The capital of the Great Li Dynasty, the residence of the Second Prince.

After receiving the imperial decree, Guan Tianqian, the divine constable, led a group of constables from the Six Doors to rush to Li Que's residence.

Looking at the corpses of Li Que and the old man in the hall, Guan Tianqian frowned, his face full of distress.

Standing beside him was Wu Gou, the commander of the Secret Intelligence Division, who had almost the same expression; both of them were frowning.

The whole matter was investigated through the respective information channels of the Six Doors and the Hidden Intelligence Bureau, as well as through questioning the servants in the mansion and some Jianghu figures.

They had already basically figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

"Lord Guan, what do you think of this matter?"

Commander Wu Gou of the Hidden Intelligence Division looked up at Guan Tianqian in front of him and asked a question.

Guan Tianqian shook his head and remained silent.

Some time ago, he investigated the case of the Marquis of Cangyuan's mansion, and eventually the investigation led to Li Musheng.

Fortunately, he had a backup plan. He followed Li Musheng and Cang Yinyue to Suolongjingfang and then unintentionally witnessed the true martial arts strength of Li Musheng, the eighth prince of Dali.

This ultimately led him to pull back from the brink, decisively ending his involvement in the Cangyuan Marquis's case, and subsequently, he largely dealt with the orders from the Dali Imperial Palace perfunctorily.

Later, when news of Li Musheng's destruction of Luoshen Peak reached the capital, Guan Tianqian realized that he had made a crucial and wise decision in his life.

Unexpectedly, the same choice is now before him again.

He really didn't want to get involved in the matter at hand, but he had no choice but to do what he was supposed to do.

Moreover, Li Que's death is now being watched secretly by countless eyes throughout the capital, leaving him in a precarious situation, feeling like he's sitting on pins and needles.

Just then, Fu Yu, along with Ji Feiyun, Gong Lishan, and several spies from the Hidden Intelligence Bureau, strode into the hall from outside.

Among them, Fu Yu's gaze swept almost imperceptibly over the two corpses on the ground, especially lingering for a moment on the bloody hole that ran through the forehead of the old man.

Immediately, he cupped his hands in a salute to Guan Tianqian and Wugou, and said:

“My lords, we have already interrogated the steward of the Second Prince’s residence in detail. He is also the only witness who saw the whole thing on the spot.”

Upon hearing this, Guan Tianqian slightly raised his eyes to look at him, while Wu Gou, standing to the side, glanced at his subordinate. Seeing the subordinate nod slightly, he withdrew his gaze and spoke to Fu Yu:

"Then please tell me more specifically what the situation is?"

Fu Yu sorted out his thoughts and then recounted the entire situation that the butler had described, word for word.

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent. Guan Tianqian and Wugou exchanged a glance, both able to see the strange look in each other's eyes.

If what the steward said is true, then frankly, in the eyes of the two of them, Li Que really did not die unjustly!
The whole thing started with him sending someone to assassinate Li Musheng first, and then he coated the key to the Tianqi Secret Treasury with a strange poison in an attempt to poison him.

If they were Li Musheng, it would be strange if they didn't kill each other!

Of course, they couldn't possibly voice their thoughts, after all, Li Que was, after all, a prince of Dali.

Moreover, they are not like Li Musheng, who can kill Li Que at will.

To them, uttering even a single careless word was considered insubordination, a capital offense punishable by death.

“Record all these details truthfully, then have them reviewed by me and Lord Guan before reporting them to the palace. Remember, there must be no omissions or alterations.”

At this moment, Wu Gou, the commander of the Hidden Intelligence Division, pondered for a moment, then spoke to Fu Yu with a serious expression. Upon hearing this, Guan Tianqian also looked at Fu Yu and slowly nodded.

Seeing this, Fu Yu quickly lowered his head and agreed. However, after a slight pause, he asked another question:
"According to the steward, it was a large black cat that actually killed the Second Prince, not the Eighth Prince himself."

"Should we emphasize this point to minimize the Eighth Prince's responsibility?"

Guan Tianqian and Wu Gou exchanged a glance, then remained silent for a moment. Finally, Guan Tianqian spoke:

"No need to do anything more. Just do as Princess Huarong said, and there is no need to make any changes."

Fu Yu's expression shifted slightly, but he immediately stopped asking questions and took his leave, departing with Ji Feiyun and Gong Lishan.

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent again.

However, at this moment, Wu Gou, the commander of the Hidden Intelligence Division, suddenly glanced at Guan Tianqian and said:
"Lord Guan is indeed cautious. He is unwilling to get involved in anything concerning that Eighth Prince, both before and now."

As she spoke, Wu Gou narrowed her eyes slightly and said:

"Could it be that Lord Guan had some dealings with that Eighth Prince before?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Tianqian's heart stirred. He thought to himself that the commander of the Hidden Intelligence Division was indeed sharp-eyed and had seen through some things. The other party's ability to see the big picture from small details was indeed not to be underestimated.

However, his expression remained unchanged; he simply looked at the other person calmly and said:

"Instead of wasting time pondering my affairs, Commander, you should think more about the future situation of your Secret Intelligence Division."

"The extraordinary poison that the Second Prince used to kill the Eighth Prince came from your Secret Intelligence Bureau. Given the Eighth Prince's style of doing things, it's hard to say how he will deal with your Secret Intelligence Bureau next."

Upon hearing this, Wu Gou's expression immediately changed, and his face visibly became serious.

Although he didn't know how Li Que obtained that strange poison from the Hidden Spy Division, he didn't even know that the Hidden Spy Division had such a poison.

But this did not prevent him from feeling worried about it.

After all, Li Musheng's martial arts skills were superb, and he acted recklessly, even killing princes at will. The death of Consort Ji in the palace also seemed to point to him.

Given such a figure, it would be perfectly normal for him to take action against the Secret Intelligence Bureau.

Thinking of this, Wu Gou, the commander of the Hidden Intelligence Division, felt a sinking feeling in his heart, and thought to himself:

"No, we must inform the Chief of the Department of this matter in a timely manner."

Thinking it over, he glanced at Guan Tianqian, then nodded and said:

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord Guan."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving only a few of his subordinates from the Secret Service to guard the Second Prince's residence.

Guan Tianqian watched the other person's departing figure, his brows furrowing slightly.

"This guy is really interesting!"

……

Meanwhile, after leaving the hall, Fu Yu led Ji Feiyun and Gong Lishan to the room where the prince's steward was temporarily detained.

However, just as Ji Feiyun had the guards open the door, his gaze suddenly changed, and he saw that the steward had hanged himself from the rafters.

"This……"

Ji Feiyun was stunned for a moment, while Gong Lishan, who was standing to the side, quickly slipped in and came to the butler's side to take him down from the roof beam.

"How's it going?"

Fu Yu walked into the room with a gloomy expression and asked.

Gong Lishan shook his head and said:

"The person is completely dead; there is no possibility of saving them."

Upon hearing this, Ji Feiyun, who rushed into the room, clearly showed a look of urgency on his face and said:

"But he was the only witness who saw the whole thing, and now he's dead. What are we going to do?"

Fu Yu frowned, but did not answer Ji Feiyun's question immediately. Instead, he looked at Gong Lishan, who was examining the butler's body, and asked:
"Suicide or homicide?"

"Judging from the ligature marks on his neck, it appears to be suicide, but he showed no signs of suicidal tendencies during his previous interrogations."

Gong Lishan put down the corpse in his hands, then shook his head and said:

"This matter is probably not that simple."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yu pondered for a moment, then turned to Ji Feiyun beside him and instructed:

"Report this to Lord Constable immediately."

Then, he looked at Gong Lishan and said:

“I will stay here and guard the scene. You go and inform the Secret Service. This is something we cannot handle on our own; someone from the Secret Service must be present.”

Upon hearing this, Ji Feiyun and Gong Lishan both nodded and then quickly left.

At this moment, only Fu Yu remained in the room.

He glanced at the butler's corpse on the ground, then suddenly turned his gaze to the shadowy corner of the room.

Why haven't you left yet?

Fu Yu frowned and channeled his true energy into the shadows.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a black dress emerged from the shadows. Her face was covered by a black cloth. She looked at Fu Yu in the room and bowed, saying:
"Young Master, I risked staying here to offer some advice. The great cause of the restoration of the dynasty is imminent, and we need you to return to take charge. Why waste your time hiding in the Six Doors?"

"Moreover, the capital of Dali is no longer what it used to be. The Eighth Prince of Dali has suddenly emerged, and various forces are eager to make their move. If the young master gets involved, he may be affected and it will be extremely dangerous."

Fu Yu, however, remained calm and said coldly:

"I have my own reasons for staying here, and I don't need you to tell me what to do."

"Besides, Guan Tianqian will be here soon. If you don't leave now, I won't be able to protect you."

Upon hearing this, the woman in the black dress frowned, but still asked:
"Then young master must tell this servant why you killed this person?"

Fu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the woman in the black dress, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said:
"From this day forward, get out of Shangyang City. I don't need you to do anything for me anymore."

The woman in the black dress pursed her lips slightly, a hint of grievance flashing in her eyes, but then she shook her head and said:
"This servant will not leave. I will belong to the young master for the rest of my life, and my life belongs to the young master."

Fu Yu clenched his fist slightly, then took a deep breath, but ultimately did not make a move. He simply said:

"The reason for killing this person is to muddy the waters and create chaos in the capital of Dali, so that we can take advantage of the situation and find an opportunity to destroy Dali."

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm doing infiltrating the Six Doors for?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in the black dress glanced at Fu Yu before slowly nodding and saying:

"I see. I thought it was because of that woman surnamed Cang."

(End of this chapter)