Fang Shuwen had made himself perfectly clear. To shamelessly insist on following now would be utterly inappropriate.
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The Hongyun Inn wasn't hard to find. Anyone could point the way if you just asked around.
The inn was massive. Beyond the main building, there were numerous sections in the back, each composed of small, individual courtyards.
The Celestial Wolf Institute was one of them.
Fang Shuwen led Fang Lingxin and Shui Qianrou straight to the entrance of the Celestial Wolf Institute. He was about to knock when his hand froze.
Fang Lingxin sniffed the air.
"Do you smell that?"
"It's the stench of blood."
A bad feeling rose in Fang Shuwen's heart. He pushed the main gate open and, just as he'd feared, saw more than ten bodies lying scattered on the ground.
A trail of blood led from the entrance all the way into the main house.
The bodies were all dressed in water-blue attire. Shui Qianrou took one look, and her face went pale.
