Patriarch Yan really hadn’t expected it.
He had dispatched all the elite guards of his family and had specifically surveyed Jiang Ran’s movements of the day, setting up an ambush at the border between the Ancient Martial World and the Ancient Medical Field, yet he still hadn’t succeeded.
Not only that, not a single one of these guards had returned.
The assassination attempt had taken place in the morning, and by all accounts, the guards should have returned by two in the afternoon at the latest.
But Patriarch Yan had waited for hours and still hadn’t seen anyone return, which immediately alerted him to the fact that something was wrong.
It was only after learning that Jiang Ran had returned to the Ling Family unharmed that Patriarch Yan realized all of his family’s guards had been killed, without a single body left behind.
A guard with fifty years of Ancient Martial Cultivation was nothing to the Xie Family but represented the highest combat power for the Yan Family.
With their deaths, the Yan Family didn’t even qualify to be associated with the Xie Family.
"Murder?" With his hands clasped behind his back, Ling Zhonglou listened and let out a faint laugh, "Yan Shan, that statement of yours isn’t correct. This isn’t the Secular World where fighting and killing occur daily, so how has it turned into murder?"
For a clan like the Yan Family, there were new establishments and annihilations happening every month, hardly amounting to anything significant.
Large-scale wars weren’t allowed, trivial skirmishes weren’t worth mentioning.
"How is it not murder?" Patriarch Yan was so angry he was jumping up and down, "Your methods are despicable, the Judicial Hall will definitely punish you!"
At this moment, the devotee spoke indifferently, "Do you have evidence?"
"Of course I do!" Patriarch Yan immediately said, "That guard squad of my Yan Family never returned after encountering Jiang Ran. If he didn’t do it, who did?"
Ling Zhonglou’s gaze turned slightly fierce, "Yan Shan, don’t you think before you speak? Do you lack intelligence? My son hasn’t even reached twenty, and you’re saying he killed your seventy-year-old guard?"
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This was indeed a doubt.
They had also found it hard to find a time when Jiang Ran wasn’t accompanied by guards to make their move, but who would have thought the dead would leave no trace?
"The Judicial Hall operates on evidence," the devotee continued, "Without evidence, don’t interfere with the Judicial Hall’s procedures."
Patriarch Yan’s expression changed, not expecting the Judicial Hall to side with the Ling Family.
His expression turned more sinister, and he spoke again with a veiled threat, "Your Excellency, I represent the Xie Family—"
"Left Protector is in charge of securing the Judicial Hall and has always worked hard," the devotee turned his head and smiled faintly, "How about this? I’ll help you ask him if he wants to transfer to the Supervision Department."
The Judicial Hall had distinct responsibilities.
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