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The moment the Middle-aged Monk rolled over, he shifted his blade toward him.

Squelch—

"Ah..."

The Middle-aged Monk let out a scream, and blood sprayed onto the spot.

The giant blade directly severed half of his arm.

A large amount of blood flowed out, and the intense pain caused the Middle-aged Monk's expression to twist.

However, after seeing the blood, Chu Zhengxiong became even more crazed, flashes of the faces of the Monster Hunting Squad captains crossing his mind.

But now, they had all been killed by the Blood Handprint.

Even if the Middle-aged Monk wasn't the primary culprit, he certainly wasn't anything good.

Chu Zhengxiong carried his giant blade and walked toward the Middle-aged Monk, who was scrambling on the ground.

"Run, keep running. Let's see how long you can keep it up!"

Chu Zhengxiong gritted his teeth and said viciously.

The Middle-aged Monk had lost an arm, and blood kept pouring out.

At this moment, he felt the strength in his body draining away rapidly.

His head was spinning, causing his heart to race.

Although there was no longer any possibility of reversing the situation, his desire to live was strong.

However, what he didn't understand was this: he had planned everything flawlessly to lure the people from the Martial Suppression Bureau to Shanyang City and Shiquan City.

He had set an ambush there, just waiting to wipe out the Martial Suppression Bureau in one fell swoop.

How did these people end up here?

Did they not go to Shanyang City and Shiquan City?

No, that's not right. Meng Die isn't among them, and neither is Yang Biao.

And that young man sitting there drinking tea... isn't that Lin Yi?

At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

He looked up at The Old Monk sitting beside Lin Yi.

He saw him sitting there, trembling like a sieve.

He kept his head down, not daring to meet the Middle-aged Monk's eyes at all, even though he was about to die...

Lin Yi looked up at the sky; dawn was about to break.

A hint of white appeared on the horizon.

He chuckled and said, "Big Brother Chu, kill him!"

Hearing this, Chu Zhengxiong nodded and cast a glance at the Middle-aged Monk on the ground.

Just as he raised his giant blade, the Middle-aged Monk hurriedly said, "You, you, you... you are Lin Yi, right?"

"I am. I am the commander of the Blood Handprint in the Huawu General Alliance, and I am the Chapter Leader here!"

"I, I know many things. As long as you spare my life, I, I am willing to tell you everything..."

The Middle-aged Monk kept throwing out bargaining chips, trying to save his own life.

Lin Yi held his teacup and glanced at him.

"That depends on whether the information you provide is worth your life!"

"It is, it definitely is... Aren't you curious about where those Yao Beasts from before came from?"

"I, I can tell you the place where the Blood Handprint raises Yao Beasts.

Also, also where those Blood Envoys hidden in the Huawu General Alliance are hiding!"

"Actually, actually, I am just a Puppet!"

"Many times, even to issue an order, I need to ask the Blood Envoy for instructions!"

"They are the real people behind the scenes..."

After the Middle-aged Monk finished speaking, Lin Yi nodded.

"Tell me one thing at a time, don't rush!"

Thus, the Middle-aged Monk told him everything he knew.

To Lin Yi's surprise, the Blood Envoys sent by the Blood Handprint were not just the three foreigners at the inn at the foot of the mountain.

There were three more Blood Envoys hidden in the New District and the Old District.

In particular, there was a foreigner named Bard who was mainly responsible for raising the Yao Beasts.

In other words, all those Yao Beasts in the cities of the New District not long ago were raised and released by him.

There were feeding grounds and a Yao Beast breeding base.

Only by clearing all of these out could they be considered to have completely eliminated the people the Blood Handprint had planted in the Huawu General Alliance.

And this person named Bard was currently in the Old District.

Furthermore, the Yao Beast breeding base was also in the Old District.

Lin Yi nodded and said, "This information of yours is not enough to save your life!"

"Big Brother Chu, send him on his way!"

As he spoke, a cold sneer flashed across Chu Zhengxiong's eyes.

Just as the Middle-aged Monk wore a look of terror and wanted to continue begging for mercy, Squelch—

The blade fell.

A bald head dropped directly onto the ground.

Blood sprayed out, instantly staining the ground red.

Watching this scene, The Old Monk was so frightened that he couldn't stop trembling.

Lin Yi put down his teacup and stood up.

"This has been steeped so many times, there's no tea flavor left at all!"

Then, he turned back to look at The Old Monk and said, "Great Master, how many years have you been in the Blood Handprint?"

"Ah? Amitabha, this humble monk..."

"Just say it, don't waste time!" Lin Yi cut him off directly.

The Old Monk's body trembled, and he nodded hurriedly.

"I, I have been in the Blood Handprint for, for five years!"

"Five years?"

Lin Yi smiled.

"Is the Buddha not as good as a murderous evil cult? Where did your Buddhist scripture reading go? Or were you a fake monk from the very beginning?"

After speaking, Lin Yi sighed and shook his head.

"When you reach the Yellow Springs, if you are lucky enough to see the Buddha, explain it to him yourself!"

After saying this, Lin Yi walked straight out of the temple.

Wei Nan, Chu Zhengxiong, and Mo Yanfeng followed closely behind.

Only the Left and Right Division Guards remained there.

By the time Lin Yi and the others descended the mountain, the sky was faintly brightening, and the darkness had been completely dispelled.

Suddenly, the sky-high flames of Jinzhong Temple dyed the sky red.

Having reached the foot of the mountain, Lin Yi looked back at the raging flames on the mountain.

He frowned slightly and said, "I don't know if this fire can burn away all the sins of Jinzhong Temple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yanfeng laughed.

"The sins of the Blood Handprint cannot be burned away by a single fire!"

"Right now, we have more important things to do!"

"The Old District... who is going back?"

Mo Yanfeng's words made Lin Yi and Chu Zhengxiong exchange glances.

Then, both of them laughed.

Wei Nan scratched his head.

"Wait, if we go back to the Old District, does that count as returning in glory?"

"It counts, why wouldn't it!"

"We are, after all, people from the Martial Suppression Bureau now.

How many people want to get in but can't!"

"I have to tell Old He first before deciding whether to go back or not!"

Several of them looked at each other and smiled.