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They were taken aback, realizing the truth, and their admiration for Qin Feng deepened. With such strength, he remained benevolent and filial; he was indeed a person worth befriending.
Huang Xu blinked, understanding now. "Brother Qin is truly filial; I admire that."
"What does Brother Qin think of the court?" Huang Xu suddenly asked.
Qin Feng squinted slightly and replied nonchalantly, "What else is there to think? I haven't even passed the Provincial Examination yet, so I don't know much about the court."
Huang Xu was taken aback, realizing his own impatience. He chuckled awkwardly, acknowledging, "What Brother Qin said makes sense." He chose not to say more, fearing it might provoke Qin Feng's displeasure, which would be counterproductive.
However, Qin Feng spoke up again. "Huang Xiong, are the Yin Bing moving in a straight line? Or do they have some other target?"
Huang Xu was momentarily stunned before suddenly realizing something alarming. "Oh no."
Everyone turned to look at Huang Xu.
His face turned pale. "I almost forgot; these Yin Bing are very sensitive to living beings' auras. They must be heading towards Qingshan Mansion!"
Zhou Ziling and the others' expressions changed drastically. Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, Brother Qin dealt with them; otherwise, Fu Cheng would have been done for."
Zhou Ziling and the others felt fortunate as well. "Thank goodness."
Yet Huang Xu's expression did not improve; it remained grim. "The battlefield around Qingshan Mansion has long been cleared. How did these Yin Bing appear?"
He paused for a moment before whispering, "What worries me is that there may be a hidden hand trying to destroy Qingshan Mansion."
Everyone gasped in surprise. "Could it be? Is there really a hidden hand?"
Qin Feng's eyes flickered as he sensed something was off. If he hadn't encountered them, what other target could these Yin Bing have besides Qingshan Mansion?
Zhou Ziling frowned and said, "Now that these Yin Bing are dead, it should be fine, right?"
Huang Xu shook his head with a bitter smile. "If there really is a hidden hand, they should already know that the Yin Bing have been eliminated and will definitely resort to other means."
The group fell silent. Zhou Ziling suddenly remarked, "Even if we know this, it doesn't matter; aside from Brother Qin, none of us have much strength."
"Even Brother Qin would likely find it difficult to contend with such figures," he added.
The little fox cast a disdainful glance at Zhou Ziling. These people had no idea; with Young Master's strength, any hidden hand would merely be delivering themselves as ingredients for a feast.
Qin Feng furrowed his brow slightly; he only wanted to participate in the Provincial Examination, yet it seemed there was always someone looking to cause trouble.
His right hand dropped, and the Black Snake silently left the Ox Cart, soaring towards Qingshan Mansion. A cold glint flickered in his eyes—whoever dared to disturb Qingshan Mansion would face death.
They raced through the night, the atmosphere growing increasingly somber as they all began to worry about Qingshan Mansion.
By morning, the first light of dawn broke on the horizon, and the Ox Cart had already reached the entrance of Qing Shui Village.
As they entered the village, an eerie silence enveloped them; it felt as if they had stumbled into a ghost town.
Zhou Ziling couldn't help but exclaim, "Zhu Xiong, is this really your village? Where is everyone?"
Zhu Fang's face darkened as he gritted his teeth, "They must have gone to the riverbank. Damn it, I didn't expect them to be so impatient."
The others quickly caught on, and Ning Caichen urged, "What are we waiting for? Let's hurry over!"
With that, they quickened their pace and followed Zhu Fang to the riverbank.
Soon, they spotted a crowd of people kneeling by the river—there were hundreds of them. They all knelt at the water's edge, where a wooden platform had been erected.
Atop it were two children, around five or six years old, bound and sitting on the ground, crying loudly.
Zhu Fang's eyes widened in fury. "You bastards! Let my sister go!"
His roar instantly drew the attention of everyone kneeling nearby.
Zhou Ziling felt a surge of anger as well; witnessing such a scene was profoundly shocking.
"How did you come back?" Zhu Xiucai asked in disbelief.
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