Too quiet.

Too deserted.

Except for Yi Wanzhou, the deputy director and some ordinary students with low realm, Song Xiao did not see a master of the level of magic power.

The Hailong Martial Arts Hall is the top five large martial arts halls in Bigang City. It competes with the Tongbei Sect, the Yihu Sect, the Wulang Sect, the Changfeng Martial Arts Hall and other parties. The owner Xu Hailong is a martial arts master who has been famous for many years. His strength should not be so weak.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

Song Xiao's face was as deep as water, and his thinking was moving rapidly.

"Could Xu Hailong receive some news in advance?"

A thought came to Song Xiao's mind.

However, as soon as this idea came out, it was rejected by Song Xiao.

"We are acting so fast, and there are other people monitoring it in the dark. Even if Xu Hailong receives the rumor in advance, he will not be able to escape."

"The greater possibility is that Xu Hailong is not here at all."

Song Xiao narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his pupils: "I'll test Yi Wanzhou's tone first to see if they are related to the attacker."

When Song Xiao was thinking, Yi Wanzhou, who was sitting in the lower head, felt deeply uneasy.

He frequently observed Song Xiao's expression, trying to find some clues.

Unfortunately, Yi Wanzhou is not good at observing words and expressions, and he doesn't see anything.

Song Xiao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, staring at Yi Wanzhou's face: "Brother Yi, please tell the truth, do you really don't know where Master Xu has been?"

"I really don't know!"

Yi Wanzhou shook his head quickly and shook his head like a rattle: "He is the owner of the museum and is usually very domineering. He will never tell me wherever he goes!"

Song Xiao did not comment on Yi Wanzhou's answer.

Yi Wanzhou's heart skipped a beat and his sense of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

"I am a true disciple of the Baolin Sect. I went down the mountain to experience it under the orders of my master. The reason why I served as the deputy director of Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall is mainly because they gave enough money."

Yi Wanzhou was afraid that Song Xiao would misunderstand, and he was like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and he talked a lot about it: "I guarantee the collusion between Zhenyue Martial Arts Hall and overseas forces with personality, and I have no idea. If you don't believe it, you can verify it from my master!"

After saying that, Yi Wanzhou looked at Song Xiao with a nervous look on his face.

Song Xiao pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, as if he had accepted Yi Wanzhou's explanation.

"I believe Brother Yi is innocent. After all, Brother Yi is a famous family and has a bright future. There is no need to risk being ruined and do something that shames his ancestors." Song Xiao said with a smile.

"That's it!"

Yi Wanzhou slapped his hands and felt relieved: "You are right! I'm not crazy, why don't you have a bright future and take risks with your own wealth and life!"

"Although I believe in Brother Yi's innocence, it is of great importance. There are several questions. I hope Brother Yi can answer truthfully."

Song Xiao leaned forward, narrowing the distance with Yi Wanzhou. His voice was low and powerful, bringing the latter a sense of oppression.

Yi Wanzhou swallowed his saliva and patted his chest and said, "Just ask, I promise to speak out."

"High Hailong, Master Xu, have there been anything strange in recent times?"

Yi Wanzhou thought about it carefully for a while and shook his head decisively: "No."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Yi Wanzhou made a decisive railway track: "The lifestyle of the Lord Xu Guan is very regular. He usually arrives at the martial arts hall at 8:30 in the morning and stays until 4:30 in the afternoon. As for what he does after leaving, I don't know."

Song Xiao gently tapped the armrest of the Taishi Chair with his fingers: "The second question, have Xu Hailong seen any suspicious figure?"

Yi Wanzhou frowned and thought for a while, and nodded slowly: "Yes."

Song Xiao narrowed his eyes and signaled Yi Wanzhou to continue talking.

"About five days ago, when I passed by the office of the museum owner, I felt two strange and powerful auras inside. Afterwards, I asked Master Xu who the other party was, but he denied it."

The warrior has the ability to remember everything he has seen. Although five days have passed, Yi Wanzhou still knows what happened: "I didn't think much at that time, I just thought it was the friend of Master Xu, but now it seems that it may be the person you are looking for."

After listening to Yi Wanzhou's story, although no evidence was found, Song Xiao had already sentenced Xu Hailong to death in his heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the pressure on his shoulders had finally been relieved a little.

In order to complete the tasks assigned by the leader, Song Xiao has been suppressing the grief of losing his master and controlling his emotions, and never dared to relax for a moment.

Now there are finally clues, so it is logical that you should be happy, but Song Xiao is calm.

“The last question.”

Many thoughts flashed through Song Xiao’s mind. He removed the distracting thoughts and asked straightforwardly: “Does Brother Yi think Xu Hailong is innocent?”

Yi Wanzhou was stunned, obviously not expecting Song Xiao to ask: "I don't understand what you mean."

"You are the deputy owner of the Hailong Martial Arts Hall, and you should know Xu Hailong very well."

Song Xiao said in a plain tone: "Do you think he will do something to attack the Martial Alliance?"

Yi Wanzhou suddenly realized, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and said carefully: "I don't have much dealings with Xu Hailong. In my daily life, according to my observation, he did have a lot of complaints about the Martial Alliance, believing that the Martial Alliance has limited the growth of martial arts schools of various major sects, damaged the status of warriors, and often instilled various information that is unfavorable to the Martial Alliance in the students..."

Yi Wanzhou was talking while observing the expression on Song Xiao’s face.

Song Xiao always looked calm, as if he was not affected at all.

After Yi Wanzhou finished speaking, he asked again: "So, Brother Yi thinks Xu Hailong has a motive to attack the Martial Alliance?"

Yi Wanzhou took a deep breath and nodded slowly and vigorously: "Yes."

"Thank you, Brother Yi, for your cooperation, I have no other problems."

Song Xiao stood up: "Brother Yi, please leave a contact information, then clean up and leave the Hailong Martial Arts Hall. Of course, you can't leave Bigang City for the time being."

"ah?"

Yi Wanzhou blinked in confusion, but soon woke up and stood up from his seat: "Okay, I'll go clean up now."

Fearing that Song Xiao would change his mind, he hurriedly clasped his fists and turned around and strode away.

Song Xiao stood there, watching Yi Wanzhou's back disappear, and then looked up at the top of the conference hall.

There is a wooden plaque hanging there, about three meters long and half a meter wide. The surface is inlaid with four large characters "Dragon Teng Seven Seas" and iron-painted silver hooks, which are refreshing.

Song Xiao curled his lips, and suddenly he lit up under his feet, and he flew into the air, and took off the plaque effortlessly.

When the students hiding in the distance saw this scene, a commotion suddenly arose, but no one dared to come to stop it.

"Click!"
Chapter completed!