Ye Jin spent two hours in the Prime Minister's Mansion and had formal contact with the new young ministers who had been trained by the former old minister of Dongyou and Wen Mu.

After discussing and deciding on some important matters, he was approaching his son when he left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the haze was shrouded in the hearts of some subordinates. Wen Mu wanted to send additional escorts, but Ye Jin refused indifferently and flew alone to disappear into the dark night.

"The young master doesn't seem to be in a good mood." Wen Mu frowned, "Is it because of the assassin?"

Gong Ming shook his head slowly: "I don't know."

Ye Jin was in a bad mood and did not deliberately hide it. So throughout the night, the ministers who had prepared a lot of things to say were silent under the air-conditioning pressure released by Ye Jin. They only heard Ye Jin say some decisions. As for other things that should have been discussed, they could not say a word.

When he returned to Ziyun Villa, Ye Jin did not say a word, and returned to his wing room silently. Under Wuji's service, he only put on a white middle robe and half lying on the head of the bed, looking at his long sword resting on the table on the head of the bed.

Although the days when he was once plagued by poisons were painful, the saying that if he survived the disaster, he would have good fortune. Ye Jin now knows a lot about all kinds of poisons, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to easily get caught.

Moreover, when Jiuqing detoxified him, the Long Huandan that he had taken seemed to have the effect of being invincible by all poisons, so that Ye Jin's body already had a certain resistance to toxins and had a certain ability to recognize the types of poisons.

The toxicity applied to this sword is very strong, and the throat is blocked with blood. The color under the light is not very obvious, but the eyes can still see some abnormalities on the blade.

But Ye Jin knew that this kind of poison was almost hard to see in Dongyou and Xiling.

And the assassin's skills are beyond the reach of ordinary masters of Xiling and Dongyou...

"What is the master thinking?" Wu Ji realized something was wrong and looked at the long sword on the desk in confusion, "Is there something wrong with this sword? Where did the master get the sword? Given by King Chen?"

Three questions made Ye Jin come to his senses, but he did not answer his words, but leaned silently on the head of the bed and fell into deep thought.

The reason why I told Wen Mu and Gong Ming that it doesn't matter if I can't find it is because Ye Jin knew in his heart that there is a high possibility that they can't find it - he has been manipulating the situation in Dongyou, and the Jun family and his son have no room for death to struggle, and it is even more impossible to suddenly fight back.

And besides major issues, who else would be so sinister and cruel that he wanted to kill him?

As soon as he made a move, he was such a big deal... Who can afford such a powerful killer?

Ye Jin knew in his heart that his martial arts were at the top in Dongyou and Xiling. However, if he had not practiced the inner strength and mental methods of the Southern clan with King Chen these days, he would not have taken advantage of those assassins tonight. Even if he was lucky enough to die, he would not have been intact.

Someone wanted to kill him, but he didn't want to be known, so he bribed the killer organization. Ye Jin was almost sure that these killers should be from the Southern tribe...

Although there is no definite evidence to prove it, his judgment and intuition have actually told him the answer.

If the assassin really comes from the Southern tribe...

So besides Jiuqing and King Chen, who else knows that King Jin of Xiling is in Dongyou at this time and has a murderous intention to kill him?
Chapter completed!