Chapter 120 Tang San's Report Letter

Chapter 120 Tang San's Report Letter

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In a hidden corner, where Amon cast his last glance, Tang San leaned against a large tree, holding his breath and daring not to make a sound.

Only after a long while did he cautiously peek out from behind the tree, and seeing that Amon had left, he began to breathe heavily.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face showing lingering fear.

Actually, he had originally intended to assassinate Amon, but when he saw Shi Nian also following Amon sneakily, he used the Tang Sect's ultimate skill, the 'Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track,' to secretly follow them.

Seeing Shi Nian attack Amon, he was initially overjoyed, but the final result shocked him.

Amon actually killed Shi Nian, and it didn't seem to take much effort!

When Shi Nian attacked, his seven dazzling spirit rings demonstrated his Soul Sage status, a powerhouse on par with Flender and Liu Erlong!

But such a powerful Soul Master died at the hands of that young man who looked only four or five years older than himself, which couldn't help but shock Tang San.

Tang San didn't dare to stay here any longer, firstly because he was afraid of Amon returning, and secondly because the previous explosion might attract the city guards.

If he didn't leave, and they saw him and Shi Nian's bodies together, he would truly be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Amon stood on top of the city wall, watching Tang San return from outside the city, pinched his monocle, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't keep the soul bone in his own hands, but immediately sent an avatar to his main body.

After Tang San returned to the city, he secretly wrote an anonymous letter, reporting Amon's killing of Shi Nian to the Spirit Hall.

He used his hidden weapon technique to silently throw the letter at the feet of the guards at the Spirit Hall's entrance.

Worried that the Spirit Hall wouldn't take action, he also wrote about the soul bone, intending to lure them with benefits and use the Spirit Hall's hand to eliminate Amon.

A guard picked up the letter, and with some curiosity, opened it and looked at it a few times.

"What are you looking at?" Another guard leaned over, "This is... a letter?"

"Seems like it."

"Can you read?"

"No, can you?"

"I can't either."

Their conversation left Tang San, who was secretly monitoring the situation, stunned.

A Soul Master dressed as a deacon happened to pass by and said indifferently, "What are you looking at?"

"Seems to be a letter, appeared at our feet just now."

The deacon took the letter, his expression suddenly changed, and he said seriously:

"This is of great importance, don't reveal it casually, I'll report it to Bishop Salas."

"Oh, yes." The two guards looked at each other, they didn't know what was written on it at all.

Seeing this scene, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards Shrek Academy.

The deacon who received the report letter didn't go to Salas as he had said, but came to a deserted corner, pinched his eye socket, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He took out a pen, crossed out "Amon" on the report letter, and imitating the handwriting above, wrote the words "Tang San".

After doing this, he took the report letter and walked to the second floor, casually throwing it at the entrance of Salas' office.

Then, he continued forward, took the stairs at the end of the corridor to the third floor, and knocked on Walter's door.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Amon in this attire, Walter was first stunned, then recognized him and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, just came to talk to you about Yan Jin, that little troublemaker's future," Amon said with a light smile as he casually sat down on a chair.

"Yan Jin... do you have any plans for her?" Walter frowned.

"Not for now, and on this point, you, as her teacher, have more say than I do," Amon spread his hands.

Walter pondered for a moment, then said softly: "Originally, I planned to have her perform well in the Soul Master Competition, show her talent as much as possible, and then find her a good, high-starting job in the Spirit Hall."

"Originally?"

"Yes, originally, now I've changed my mind. Yan Jin's talent is surprisingly good, and the path I can arrange for her doesn't match her talent."

Walter showed a hint of distress on his face, "But I can't give her a better arrangement for the time being. Actually, I was planning to ask you for your thoughts after a while."

"Then how about letting her continue to follow me?" Amon said with a smile.

"You? Are you planning to join the Spirit Hall, or choose to accept Her Highness Xue's invitation?" Walter asked.

"Depends on which side offers a higher price," Amon said bluntly.

Walter was silent for a while, "Let's consult Yan Jin's own opinion at that time, it's time for her to learn to make her own choices."

After bidding farewell to Walter, Amon returned to Dennis's mansion.

Salas, who had returned from outside, saw the report letter at his door, picked it up and read it, his eyes slightly narrowed. The death of a leading Soul Sage was no small matter, and it was also related to a soul bone.

His eyes flickered slightly, he walked to the gate, and asked the guards: "Do you have any impression of this report letter?"

"Yes, yes... it suddenly appeared at my feet when I was on duty, and then a deacon came and took it away, saying he would present it to Lord Salas," one of the guards answered.

"Which deacon?"

"Uh..." The guard tried hard to recall, but only remembered that there was a person wearing a deacon's uniform, but he couldn't remember the person's appearance at all.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he looked at Salas tremulously, "So... sorry, Lord Salas, I can't remember clearly."

Salas glanced at the other guard, but received the same answer.

The reason why the guards couldn't remember the "deacon's" appearance was due to the influence of Amon's soul skill.

After obtaining his fifth soul ring, Amon's Steal could steal some conceptual things related to people's minds and thoughts.

Of course, it could only be instantaneous, present concepts. He couldn't steal past concepts like memories.

When communicating with the guards, he stole a certain amount of his own "presence," causing the guards' impression of him to be very vague.

Seeing their appearance, Salas snorted coldly, "Useless."

But he didn't make things difficult for the guards. The two looked like they were affected by some kind of mental soul skill.

The guards on duty were just ordinary people, and it was normal that they couldn't resist the Soul Master's methods, so there was no need to be too harsh.

Salas returned to his office and carefully looked at the report letter again. The alterations on it confused him.

After a while, he summoned a deacon and instructed, "Go investigate Shi Nian's whereabouts today, and Tang San's whereabouts today."

"Yes."

...

The next day, Salas led the students of Canghui Academy, along with several Knights, and walked aggressively towards Shrek Academy.

Accompanying him was Ning Fengzhi, representing the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family.

"Isn't this Platinum Bishop Salas... I'm sorry for not welcoming you properly, please have some tea."

Flender, seeing that he had come with ill intentions, welcomed him in and served him a cup of "Baby Chrysanthemum".

"Baby Chrysanthemum" was the lowest grade tea, and tasted very bad.

Salas was careless for a moment and didn't guard against it. He picked it up and took a sip, his face becoming very ugly.

Ning Fengzhi suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, "Dean Flender, your tea is not very good.

"The purpose of our trip is to investigate the case of the Canghui Academy's team leader, Shi Nian, being killed.

"Yesterday, a body was found outside the city, and the students of Canghui Academy recognized the body as their missing teacher.

"So they filed a complaint with the competition organizing committee, hoping that we would investigate the matter thoroughly, and Lord Salas seemed to have received some news and came directly to Shrek Academy.

"As the Crown Prince's teacher, and considered a representative of the royal family, I also came to take a look."

Ning Fengzhi was worried that Flender wouldn't be prepared and would say something unfavorable to himself, so he took the lead in explaining his intentions.

"Humph." Salas snorted coldly, "Our Spirit Hall will never tolerate such bad behavior."

Flender was a little puzzled and asked, "Since Salas is so, Lord Salas should go and catch the murderer, what are you doing at our Shrek Academy?"

"Of course it's because the suspect is in your academy."

"Lord Salas, even if you are the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, you can't slander others casually. Don't tell me you think I am the murderer who killed Shi Nian?" Flender said angrily.

"You?" Salas glanced at him and shook his head, "Not you, call over that student named Tang San from your academy, I have some questions to ask him."

"You suspect a student can kill Shi Nian?" Flender looked at Salas with an idiotic gaze.

"Enough nonsense, let him come to cooperate with the investigation," Salas said coldly.

"Then let him come, I hope Lord Salas can give me a satisfactory explanation at that time, otherwise I won't let it go... Although our Shrek Academy is not a big force, we won't let anyone bully us."

Flender had a bad premonition in his heart and winked at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang understood and said, "I'll go call Little San over."

He hurriedly walked out of the reception room, found Tang San, and asked softly, "Little San, tell me what happened?"

Yu Xiaogang told Tang San what happened in the reception room.

Tang San was also puzzled, how could the people from the Spirit Hall find him, they should be going to trouble Amon.

"Teacher, things are a bit complicated, I'll explain to you later, let's deal with the people from the Spirit Hall first."

"Okay, it's good that you know what you're doing."

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San came to Shrek Academy's reception room.

Tang San stepped forward and bowed to Ning Fengzhi, "Uncle Ning, hello."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, Salas's gaze became even colder, he asked sternly, "Tang San, where did you go yesterday afternoon?"

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "What does Lord Salas mean by this?"

"Your teacher should have told you when he asked you to come over, right? Stop pretending, tell me where you went yesterday afternoon?"

"The teacher did tell me about it, but why are you asking me, a small Soul Ancestor, about the death of a Soul Sage like Shi Nian? Do you think I can kill a Soul Sage?" Tang San asked back.

Ning Fengzhi chimed in, "Yes, Lord Salas, is this a bit inappropriate? Tang San is just a Soul Ancestor, he can't be the murderer."

"Okay, then take a look at this." Salas took out the report letter:

"Because of this, I'm asking him... Don't worry, I won't wrong a good person, but I will never let go of the murderer."

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