Leng Xuan was indeed a bit embarrassed; of course, he couldn’t admit that he was going to look for Su Yurou, but he could see that there was sothing not quite right with Ling Xuejiu’s expression, and instantly realized sothing. He countered, "What’s up? Is there sothing you need for?"
Ling Xuejiu clearly wasn’t too concerned about what Leng Xuan had been up to; she said straightaway, "Sister Ning called just now, and said that the people who kidnapped yesterday are already dead."
"Sister Ning?" Leng Xuan was taken aback for a mont, then rembered Ning Xin’er and responded with an "Oh," asking, "Really? How did they die?"
"They were silenced," Ling Xuejiu said, "They say it was by the Crushing Heart Palm or so other Inner Family’s Kung Fu that shattered their hearts, and their insides were all scorched, but from the outside, there wasn’t a single mark. Strange, isn’t it?" She purposely asked this question, staring fixedly at Leng Xuan, as if trying to read sothing from his face.
"Xue Jiu, you haven’t been watching too many martial arts TV shows, have you?" Li ngjie interjected suddenly, and as a result, Ling Xuejiu gave her a glare, prompting Li ngjie to stick out her tongue and fall silent.
Feeling a bit intrigued, Leng Xuan thought it a bit far-fetched that Ling Xuejiu was saying those kidnappers were silenced. A master capable of shattering people’s hearts with palm force without harming the outer skin, if truly wishing to kill a few ordinary mortals, it would be effortless and without leaving a trace. The fact that the kidnapper’s hearts were shattered was probably deliberate, but what was the purpose? Was it to remind Old Master that they were out there, or was it sothing else?
Although surprised, Leng Xuan maintained an indifferent façade as he looked at Miss Ling and said, "Inner Family’s Kung Fu? You think that’s possible?"
A flicker of disappointnt passed through Ling Xuejiu’s eyes because if Leng Xuan were also an Internal Arts Master, he couldn’t possibly have such an unperturbed expression. Yet his deanor remained so composed, but Ling Xuejiu would have known if she was more socially experienced; the people who are the most expressionless during important events are always the most suspicious, for being expressionless is the best disguise of all.
Shaking her head, Ling Xuejiu said, "Although I find it hard to believe, Sister Ning ntioned that their squad leader, seems to be soone nad Su Zhenggang, said there indeed are Internal Arts Masters in the world, and those people were directly injured internally. Apart from being killed by internal force, there’s no other convincing explanation."
Leng Xuan casually acknowledged with an "Oh," nodding, and said, "That does indeed seem plausible. However, this is a police matter, isn’t it? It’s not really for us to deal with, right?"
"What do you an it’s not for us to deal with!" Ling Xuejiu was sowhat frustrated as she said, "If we don’t figure out who was behind the people who tried to kidnap , what will we do if that person causes trouble again in the future? Keep in mind, he’s said to be a legendary Internal Arts Master!"
Leng Xuan shrugged, sowhat disdainfully, and said with a smile, "Let them co. As long as the young lady isn’t too willful in the future and doesn’t leave at ho by myself, that’s all right."
Ling Xuejiu pursed her lips, feeling that Leng Xuan was once again putting on airs, and inwardly cursed him as an ’egotistical maniac.’ Yet outwardly, she squinted her eyes and said, "Are you really that confident? As long as you’re by my side, I’ll be safe?"
Leng Xuan said, "Not necessarily, but I’ll do my best."
Ling Xuejiu couldn’t help but glance at Leng Xuan sideways, thinking he was so arrogant, only to find that he was rely promising his best effort, which was really quite speechless.
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