My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Chapter 117 Yuelao Temple

"Keep watching these two places, as well as the Yue Lao Temple." Fu Shiyan instructed softly, his eyes becoming deep and fierce.

Fu Feng immediately responded and retreated.

Fu Shiyan leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples, trying to relieve his recent fatigue.

At this time, Uncle Zhang came in with a lunch box. He carefully opened the box, took out a bowl of hot chicken soup, and then placed it on the desk carefully.

"Young Master, there have been too many things going on in the mansion recently. You must take care of your health! Drink this bowl of chicken soup while it's hot to replenish your body. When the eldest young master comes back, I'll send him another portion." Uncle Zhang said with concern.

At this time, Fu Shiyan was concentrating on the book in his hand, without even raising his head, but he still asked casually: "Brother hasn't come back yet?"

Zhang Bo closed the lid of the lunch box and replied, "Yes, the eldest son seems to be busier than before recently, and he comes home later and later every day. He looks much thinner, which is really worrying..."

Fu Shiyan hummed softly, and immersed himself in the secret scroll again. Seeing this, Zhang Bo stopped disturbing him and quietly left the room.

At night, Fu Shiyan was handling affairs in the study. Suddenly, a dark shadow quietly sneaked into the Fu Mansion. The shadow was as light as a swallow and moved swiftly.

Fu Shiyan noticed something strange and became alert instantly.

He flashed like a ghost and quietly came behind the black shadow. He struck the black shadow with a palm as fast as lightning. The black shadow felt the strong wind behind him and quickly dodged. The two of them immediately started a fierce fight...

After a round of fighting with Fu Shiyan, the black shadow was not at a disadvantage.

Fu Shiyan was secretly surprised, as if he had seen this man's moves somewhere before.

He changed his moves and used his family's unique skills, and his attack became more fierce. Seeing this, the black shadow also went all out. For a while, it was difficult to tell who would win.

Fu Feng, who was carrying out orders at this time, had just returned to the mansion when he noticed the unusual movements coming from his master. He was startled and immediately flew over and quickly joined the fierce fight.

"Catch him alive!" Fu Shiyan saw that Fu Feng was ruthless and every move was aimed at the opponent's life, so he hurriedly gave the order loudly.

After hearing the order, Fu Feng restrained his movements a little, but he still pressed the man in black tightly, leaving him no chance to breathe.

The man in black seemed to realize that he could not escape and turned around to run.

Fu Shiyan's eyes turned cold, he reached out and picked up the long sword beside him, and threw it at the man in black. With a muffled "puff" sound, the long sword pierced deeply into the man in black's leg. The man in black screamed and knelt heavily on the ground.

Seeing this, Fu Feng immediately stepped forward and pinned the man in black down. "Tell me, who sent you? What's your purpose?" Fu Shiyan looked at the man in black coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

However, the man in black clenched his teeth and said nothing. He bit hard and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fu Shiyan squatted down, pinched the man in black's chin, and forced him to raise his head.

"search."

Before he finished speaking, the man in black had his eyes wide open and black blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. He was already dead.

"Oh no, he committed suicide by taking poison!" Fu Feng shouted.

Fu Shiyan had a gloomy expression. He searched the man in black thoroughly but found nothing except a badge.

"Let's see the origin of this badge." Fu Shiyan handed the badge to Fu Feng.

Fu Feng took the badge and looked at it carefully, his expression changed slightly.

"Master, this waist badge... is the symbol of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Fu Shiyan frowned, thinking to himself: Prime Minister's Mansion...

"Take the body away first and don't make this matter public." Fu Shiyan ordered in a serious tone.

"Yes." Fu Feng replied respectfully, then left with the body of the man in black.

Fu Shiyan looked at the thick night outside the window, and a fierce feeling rose in his heart.