Fatty Hu's people packed things quickly, and Mo Zizai came faster.

Just as Juan had just gathered the people and ordered them to pack up their things, the expression of a middle-aged man who had been following Fatty Hu closely changed suddenly.

"No, the warrior from the human realm is here!"

The Soul Realm is still very sensitive to the breath of the human realm, so Qiu Wuping did not even get close to Fatty Hu's villa. The Soul Realm warriors around Fatty Hu could detect Qiu Wuping's breath.

But at the speed of a human realm warrior, when a human realm warrior can sense the aura of a human realm, it often means that this human realm warrior can no longer escape.

Hearing the words of his Soul Realm Guard, Fatty Hu's face was a little panicked. The only one in the Soul Realm Warrior in Nanjun County City is Qiu Wuping. If a person-level warrior approaches, there will be no one except Qiu Wuping.

And if Qiu Wuping comes, will Mo Zizai be far away?

"Leave it apart!"

Fatty Hu made a decision without thinking too much, and he made a decision directly. The aura of a warrior in the Soul Realm could definitely be sensed by Qiu Wuping. Therefore, being with this Soul Realm Guard at this moment will not only not protect him, but will become a target to attract the target, so he decisively chose to divide the troops.

When he heard Fatty Hu say he would leave separately, the warrior of the Soul Realm was stunned for a moment and soon understood Fat Hu’s plan. However, he was silent for a moment, but said nothing, just nodded silently and said, “I understand.”

After saying that, the guard in the Soul Realm stopped staying for a long time and jumped toward the opposite direction of Qiu Wuping.

But he had just jumped to the height of the courtyard wall and let out a muffled groan. Then he fell from the sky like a broken bird, and fell directly in front of Fatty Hu.

Fatty Hu had just turned around and had not taken two steps yet. Seeing the guard who had fallen in front of him and was unaware of life and death, he stopped silently and looked up on the roof.

On the roof, Mo Zizai stood with his hands behind his back, and Qiu Wuping stood respectfully behind him. Although Fatty Hu didn't see any weapons from Qiu Wuping, he knew that his soul guard had fallen down just now, it must be Qiu Wuping's hand.

Fatty Hu looked at Mo Zizai and his thoughts turned sharply. He knew that since Mo Zizai could accurately find his mansion, it means that he must have been exposed. No matter how he argued, it would be useless. After all, Mo Zizai is not a person who talks about evidence.

Since quibbling is useless, he has only two ways left.

The first is to fall directly into Mo Zizai's hands or surrender directly to Mo Zizai, and life and death are controlled by Mo Zizai.

Another way is to just make up for yourself, so as to save you any torture.

But after thinking for a long time in his heart, he still smiled bitterly and gave up his plan to commit suicide.

He was not afraid of death, but since he had been exposed, Mo Zizai would definitely find his family by following him. With Mo Zizai's murderous nature, if he dared to commit suicide, his entire family would inevitably be buried with him.

He was not willing to die, but it was not his wish to implicate the family, so he respectfully bowed to Mo Zizai and said, "The sinner Hu Zhong, I have seen King Zizai."

"I didn't commit suicide. It seems that I'm not a solitary guest."

Mo Zizai jumped from the roof and moved his body very elegantly from the roof. After seeing this skill, Fatty Hu saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank. In his information, Mo Zizai's cultivation was obviously very poor.

But seeing his light lifting movement floating down from the roof of the room, the cultivation level revealed must be at least above the Condensation Realm.

"Mo Zizai is actually so hidden, it seems that everyone has misread him."

After this thought flashed through his mind, Fatty Hu didn't dare to think about it anymore. He directly restrained all his emotions and said respectfully to Mo Zizai: "Your Majesty, I am a member of the Hu family in Bingjun County, and the contemporary head of the family is my biological brother."

Speaking of this, Fatty Hu knelt down on the ground and begged: "Prince, I am willing to explain the identity of the envoy behind the assassination of you and the people who participated in the assassination of you. I only hope that the prince can be kind and let my Hu family live a life."

"One or two are like this."

Mo Zizai felt helpless. I wonder if it was because his reputation was too high. These people were so scared that they didn't even dare to commit suicide. Every time they honestly explained everything behind them, and then begged to let them go.

Is it so cruel?

Mo Zizai pinched his chin, thinking that he didn't seem to have killed many people. Didn't he just cut off a little minister in the capital and killed a little aristocratic family in Nanjun?

As for being so afraid of myself? It makes me seem more scary than the villains behind them. I just took everything without asking anything, leaving me without asking anything, leaving me with no sense of accomplishment at all.

Thinking of this, Mo Zizai asked curiously, "What if I don't agree to your request?"

Hearing Mo Zizai's words, Fatty Hu's expression became even more miserable, but he did not turn against each other, but bowed down more respectfully: "Caomin is not qualified to bargain, but most of the Hu family don't know what Caomin is doing. I just hope that the prince can show off his face to see that they are all citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Fatty Hu kowtowed as he spoke, and his fair forehead was on the bluestone floor, and soon a piece of blood was knocked out.

He knew Mo Zizai very well, and he knew very well that it was unrealistic to use the information in his hands to threaten Mo Zizai. Mo Zizai was a completely crazy person. If he dared to threaten Mo Zizai hard, he would definitely not compromise, but would directly kill himself and then slaughter the entire Wu family.

After all, he didn't even care about the country of Dazhou. He thought he didn't care even more about the person who assassinated him behind the scenes.

He was really angry. I thought he wouldn't mind slaughtering all the officials in the capital like a family in Nanjun. When all the officials died, would he still care who was assassinating him?

So at this moment, Fatty Hu knew very well that all he could do was to ask for, and the effect of this kind of request would not be very big, because Mo Zizai was not like a soft-hearted person, and his decision would not change anything because of your request.

But even though he knew about these, Fat Hu kowtowed and pleaded without hesitation, and he was extremely pious, because it might not be useful if he kowtow, but if he didn't kowtow, it would probably have a counterproductive effect.

"Okay, stop kidding."
Chapter completed!