223 Death at the Doorstep (1/2)

Wu Lie was clearly having a debate with himself as he murmured, ”How can he be charged without evidence? How can you catch him? How can you kill someone? It doesn't seem possible…”

He was then shocked to realize that Supreme Wind was already gone while he was still mumbling to himself. He had not realized when he had vanished so silently…

Stunned, Wu Lie resumed his murmuring. ”How can one stray from the country's laws? There isn’t any proof… This isn’t the way to go about it…”

…

Whilst Sir Wu Lie was still having his debate of the century with himself, Yun Yang had already turned into a chilly gust of wind, traveling tens of miles to the home of Shen Yushi, Deputy Minister of the Board of Punishments.

It was a terribly ordinary-looking house, paling in comparison to the common imperial court officials – compared to the grandeur of the others, it was rather plain.

Yun Yang’s entered the residence directly in the form of wind, the faint chimes of the bell at the front of the roof the only hint that there was a stirring breeze.

A few guards were huddled together, chatting softly in the residence, not at all mindful of the tinkling sound. Yun Yang made his rounds, realizing that only the study room was lit; there was someone inside.

At the backyard, all the other rooms were dark, with nobody staying in them. It showed that Sir Shen Yushi actually had no family here with him, not even maids nor concubines.

As for the man himself, he was currently seated in his study, quietly reading a book.

He looked graceful and virtuous; the solitude he was in hinted at his impartiality. His beard fluttered before his chest from his square face, his raven hair combed neatly with some silver strands showing – a telltale sign that he was no longer young.

Yun Yang took notice of the book he was reading, it was a poetry collection by a predecessor. The man was immersed in the poems, occasionally lifting his finger to paint strokes of words like it was a brush before admiring the work.

”So carefree!” Yun Yang could not help complimenting the man.

Having done so many things, yet being able to be so elegantly and at ease, this man’s psychological state must be immensely powerful.

If they were to swap places, Yun Yang’s conscience told him that he would most probably not be able to do the same.

Yun Yang coursed through the residence quietly. He was already sure that there would definitely be things that didn't belong in this place if this Deputy Minister Shen was truly questionable.

What he had to do now was to search for all these things!

Sir Shen Yushi, who was reading in the study, had somehow slowly picked himself up, beginning to pace around, mumbling with one hand holding the poetry book and another hand on his back. He came slowly to the front of the window, walking back and forth around the area.

Did he discover me?

With a shift in his gaze and thoughts, a gust of wind billowed before the window harshly.

As expected by Yun Yang, Sir Shen’s gaze that seemed to be focused on reading glinted abruptly before he concentrated on the book again, as if nothing had happened, like he did not notice anything.

He even sighed afterward, ”Tonight’s wind… is so strong. Looks like the chilliness of winter has come early this year… I wonder if the nation’s people have prepared well for the cold…”

He sighed once more upon finishing his words, putting up a devoted dutiful front that empathized with the citizens.

In spite of this, Yun Yang’s wind form that was all-pervasive had already found a spacious space under Sir Shen’s study room. There was actually a secret passage in the righteous Sir Shen’s own study that held another secret world beneath it.

The hidden door to this secret passage was behind the painting that was at the back of the chair Shen Yushi had just sat on.

”Indeed there is a mysterious passage.” Yun Yang flew out without hesitation, slapping the guards unconscious right as he approached them.

Bam, bam, pow…

The eight guards and another two doorkeepers were all struck unconscious by Yun Yang in the blink of an eye. He did not plan to stay unnoticed with his subsequent actions.

Shen Yushi’s eyes gleamed, he was already looking towards the direction where the commotion was coming from.

It was through this action that spoke of the complexity and the mighty cultivation base this man bore!

Yun Yang raised his head leisurely to smile at Sir Shen through the window, a sign that he had everything under control and was unafraid for Shen Yushi’s subsequent reaction.

Shen Yushi was still calm and composed, still holding on to his book with one hand and pacing around his study with graceful ease as he hummed softly, playing the part of a weak scholar who was powerless.

Yun Yang smiled inwardly, deciding to walk up to the window frankly and knock on it as he called out with a suppressed voice, ”Sir Shen?”

Inside, Shen Yushi seemed to be shocked as he turned pale and replied, ”Who is it?”

”A friend,” Yun Yang answered.

Shen Yushi’s voice was trembling when he said, ”What… what friend? This official… doesn’t have any friends like you…”