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Could it be that this series of events is the work of spies? The Office of Censors, which holds the responsibility of oversight, cannot escape blame for this matter. Fortunately, the Marquis has not fully taken over yet; otherwise, he would surely be implicated.
If your guess is correct, the Beast Tamer must be near the beasts. I wonder if any of the dozen or so people you just killed included him. This person could be a big fish; he couldn't have really been killed, could he?
Qi Shuo quickened his pace as he left the passage, heading towards the three captives temporarily held in the Ming Dynasty Emperor's Tomb. "Is there someone among you who can tame beasts?"
The three pretended not to hear, continuously reciting their scriptures and doctrines. Even when their throats grew dry and their voices hoarse, they refused to stop. The buzzing sound was giving Qi Shuo a headache. He was about to resort to violence when Sang Qingxiao also witnessed how stubborn these people were.
Qi Shuo reluctantly halted with his whip. His subordinates searched again and indeed found an inconspicuous, oddly shaped whistle hidden in the clothing of a corpse. Qi Shuo glared at the body; could this be the Beast Tamer?
He wanted Sang Qingxiao to help probe the memories of the three captives. When he turned to her, he noticed her gaze was fixed intently on one of them. Sang Qingxiao shared her suspicion with Qi Shuo, noting that most people from the south tended to be shorter, while those from the north were generally taller. Although all three had northern accents, the height difference was too significant to ignore.
As they huddled together, Qi Shuo compared their arms and legs and confirmed there was indeed a noticeable difference. He reached out and pulled that person out from the group. The individual’s expression and eyes showed no signs of panic or fear, and his chanting remained steady without any fluctuation.
Perhaps he thought remaining calm would conceal his guilt, but he was overly composed. When pulled out, the other two watched with uneasy eyes. Sang Qingxiao continued, "If he uses a beast-taming whistle as an aid, then he must blow it frequently; his cheeks would differ from those of ordinary people."
Qi Shuo took a closer look and indeed noticed that this person's cheeks were noticeably larger than the others'. His eyes then scanned each corpse again; this individual's appearance stood out even more.
Since he might be an important figure, it wouldn’t be wise to let Sang Qingxiao use her abilities on him; after all, reading memories has its drawbacks. Qi Shuo instructed that they should take him away first.
Then they would think of a method to pry open their mouths!
Having been hidden in the tomb for so long, the three were unaccustomed to daylight; one even shed blood tears from being pierced by the bright sun. Soon after, the important figure also showed signs of discomfort; he covered his eyes with both hands and let out a piercing scream.
Qi Shuo felt a sense of schadenfreude and deliberately pulled this person into direct sunlight. He grabbed his hair while having others hold his hands down, forcing his eyes to face the sun.
After watching for a while, Sang Qingxiao sensed something was off. "Qi Shuo! Stop him from screaming! Don’t let him call out!"
Qi Shuo reacted quickly and did as instructed, covering his mouth while looking at Sang Qingxiao in confusion.
Compared to the stinging pain of sunlight on his eyes, the beating he received in the tomb was far more intense. Back then, he didn't make a sound; so why was he crying out so vigorously now? Moreover, his cries had a rhythmic quality to them.
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