Da Xuan Martial Saint
A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.
Chapter 98: Choice
Chen Mu watched Zhang Heng leave, casting a deep glance at his retreating figure before shifting his gaze to Xu Hongyu and lightly bowed to her.
"Thank you, officer, for your assistance."
His gaze faintly swept over Xu Hongyu, even though dressed in plain clothes and dusty from travel, without having had a chance to freshen up, her skin was as white as jade and her beautiful, unadorned face remained as cold and stunning as before.
Xu Hongyu had also been watching Zhang Heng leave with a cold gaze, but then she turned to look at Chen Mu, her expression much softer, and slightly nodded, "Last night, He Mingxuan was assassinated and died; you were merely caught up in this incident—don't worry too much about it. It has nothing to do with the Yu Family, and I won't let the He Family act recklessly."
No.
It wasn't just being caught up, but the perpetrator was right in front of you, Chief Constable.