Mu Xin angrily said, "The fact is as such! The assassin is right within your military camp, Prefecture Lord Pei. Isn't it possible to verify whether it's true or not if you cooperate with us?"
"How do you want me to cooperate?" Pei Yang asked, appearing so certain, while in his heart he understood that it was likely true that the killer of Mu Jin was indeed in the military camp, possibly one of the top-ranking Chief of Ten Thousand within the Dafeng Iron Cavalry, or even one of the Four Great Generals!
The one who could kill Mu Jin was definitely a top figure within the Dafeng Iron Cavalry.
"It's simple, assemble all members of the Dafeng Iron Cavalry," the old man in green, Mu Xun, said with certainty. "The man has formidable cultivation, having forcibly suppressed the Wood Snake Seal. I can only sense his approximate location, but if I am face to face with him, I'll be able to feel upon whose body Mu Jin's bloodline has been imprinted!"