It must be said that the power and speed of this crossbow really made things easy for him. In the blink of an eye, the six hidden guards who were targeted had an arrow in their forehead and died.
As their bodies swayed unsteadily and fell from the trees, Mo Jiuye had already quickly aimed the crossbow at the other four hidden guards.
With the same result, those four hidden guards still did not know what had happened before they were dead.
Although Mo Jiuye was fast, killing ten hidden guards in a row would definitely alert the remaining two if they were still worthy of being guards.
The two remaining hidden guards sensed something wrong and immediately jumped down from the trees.
Before they could react, Mo Jiuye's figure flashed swiftly in front of them while scattering a bag of powder.
Likewise, the two collapsed without any perception.
Mo Jiuye did not show any mercy, taking out a dagger to finish them off.
The hiding spot of these guards was remote, and although Mo Jiuye's series of actions did not alert anyone, with so many corpses inside the heavily guarded Ninth Prince's Mansion, any mishandling would inevitably reveal clues.
Just nearby there was an abandoned artificial lake, and no one seemed to walk around it. Mo Jiuye unceremoniously threw all the corpses into the river.
As long as he could successfully catch Mr. Si Meng and leave the Ninth Prince's Mansion, even if the corpses floated to the surface and were discovered, they would have nothing to do with him.
After dealing with this, Mo Jiuye carefully observed again before heading towards the place where he had heard the sound of the zither that day.
Although Mo Jiuye had been in the capital for many years, this was his first time at the Ninth Prince's Mansion.
He did not expect that there would be such a desolate place in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.
Because in front of him there was already a patch of weeds, many of which grew taller than a person, showing that no one took care of this place.
If it wasn't for his strong sense of direction, he would even suspect that he had walked to the wrong place.
Fortunately, through the weeds Mo Jiuye could see a courtyard not far away, which looked very dilapidated from a distance.
He guessed that it should be where Mr. Si Meng was, very hidden. If it wasn't for discovering something wrong that day, it would be hard to imagine someone hiding here.
Mo Jiuye did not dare to be careless at all, in order to avoid making noise by walking through the weeds, he walked along the edge instead.
After walking out of the weeds, it felt suddenly spacious.
Although the courtyard looked a little shabby, it was swept clean.
And through observation, there were no hidden guards around.
Mo Jiuye guessed that the dozen or so guards he had just dealt with should be responsible for protecting Mr. Si Meng. Perhaps for some reason, they could not get too close here, so they stayed on the necessary path to defend.
Mo Jiuye analyzed in his mind while carefully approaching the courtyard.
Suddenly, the door in front of him was pushed open, and two people walked out from inside.
One of them was the Ninth Prince of the Da Shun Dynasty, and the other, compared to the glimpse he caught last time, there was not much difference.
Wearing a white robe, a thin figure, with white hair trailing behind his head, and wearing a hat similar to one a lady would wear when going out.
"Don't worry, Sir, this king will make sure all these venomous bugs have their use today."
The Ninth Prince's tone was filled with excitement, while he tucked several small porcelain bottles into his bosom.
Mr. Si Meng wore a hat, so Mo Jiuye could not see his expression clearly, but his tone was filled with indifference and aloofness.
"Hmm, after this is done, the Da Shun dynasty will basically be yours."
"Thank you for your help, Sir. When this king ascends to that position, you will be the most honorable Imperial Tutor of Da Shun." The Ninth Prince continued to flatter.
"Alright, I'll be waiting for the day the Ninth Prince succeeds," Mr. Si Meng still spoke coldly, without a trace of warmth.
However, Mo Jiuye could feel the perfunctory meaning in his words.
The Ninth Prince respectfully saluted Mr. Si Meng with clasped fists.
"Don't worry, Sir. This king has been accumulating strength for this day for many years and absolutely cannot make any mistakes."
Mr. Si Meng nodded, did not respond, but stood in place watching the Ninth Prince's back as he gradually walked away, lost in thought.
Even when the Ninth Prince's figure disappeared from sight, Mr. Si Meng still stood in place.
In order to confirm that he had not found the wrong person, Mo Jiuye commanded Little White in the sky to attack.
Little White immediately flew over from afar with Mr. Si Meng as the target.
Just as Mr. Si Meng was about to turn back into the room, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
"Darling, you're back."
At this moment, compared with the coldness he had shown to the Ninth Prince earlier, his tone could be described as doting.
Next, Mo Jiuye saw him stretch out an arm, beckoning Little White to land on it.
Having received Mo Jiuye's cue, Little White naturally cooperated fully.
Accompanied by a not too loud cry cutting through the air, a snow-white figure steadily landed on that outstretched arm.
Mr. Si Meng lovingly reached out to pet its snow-white feathers, but Little White fluffed up its feathers at this moment.
To Little White now, Mr. Si Meng was a frightening stranger.
Mr. Si Meng thought Little White had been startled by something during their time apart and did not suspect it had a new owner.
He stretched out a hand, very patiently helping smooth its feathers.
Just then, a crackling sound of firecrackers came from the front yard.
Mo Jiuye suddenly had a flash of inspiration, he knew this was his chance.
In dealing with such an insidious person, he couldn’t make the same mistake as last time and give him a chance to escape when caught off guard.
Mo Jiuye took out a tranquilizer gun from his bosom, aiming at Mr. Si Meng.
Against the noisy backdrop of the firecrackers, Mo Jiuye pulled the trigger.
The tranquilizer dart accurately hit Mr. Si Meng's left shoulder. At this moment Little White also spread its wings to fly back to its owner.
It had to be said, this Mr. Si Meng really was extraordinary.
Others would immediately collapse after being hit by a tranquilizer dart, but he still had the energy to glance in Mo Jiuye's direction before falling down.
Mo Jiuye did not doubt the power of the tranquilizer gun at all. After seeing his task accomplished, he commanded Little White to fly a safe distance away while he rushed up to Mr. Si Meng at top speed.
He was in no hurry to take the person away, but first entered his room to take a look.
The room was very tidy. Apart from some daily furnishings, there was nothing else,
Not even the sort of poisonous bugs and potions that those who use them to protect their lives would have on hand.
The more it was like this, the more Mo Jiuye felt something was off. How could someone who uses these things to protect themselves not have them around?
He did not want to give up just like this. Relying on experience, he knocked on the surrounding walls and cabinets, but still gained nothing.
