Peerless Taoist

Ten elite Imperial Dragon Guards and Mystic Immortal experts escorted Chu Youlan away.    

The smile on Yan Sui's face faded away as he watched Chu Youlan leave and became cold.    

At this moment, he had completed his transformation. He had turned from being like a spring breeze to a ferocious lone wolf. The murderous aura around him could not be concealed and shot up into the sky like a smoke signal.    

He acted like he was doing it on purpose.    

As one of Lu Yu's lackeys, Yan Sui had long known that Chu Yuyan would very likely become one of the future imperial concubines of the Great Qin Empire.    

As for Chu Yulan, as Chu Yuyan's relative, she would definitely be able to achieve great things and become a relative of the Emperor. The Chu Family would also be able to achieve great things in the future and become a famous family.    

There was no harm in making friends with such a force.    

"My lord, according to the reports of the servants of the Song Clan, this prison was set up by Song Xuan-Wu himself to hold those who didn't listen to him. There are also some women who were forcibly captured by him. If they don't listen to him, they will be sent here to be tortured."    

"There are a lot of missing people in Xianyang Palace, and many of them are locked up here."    

"Some of the women that are willing to submit will become Song Xuanwu's concubines, and those that aren't will be tortured to death here."    

A Dragon Guard walked up and reported to Yan Sui.    

At this moment, Yan Sui also noticed the weirdness of this prison.    

There were all kinds of instruments of torture hanging on the walls, and some of them were even stained with blood.    

In the corner of the cell, there was a pile of bones. Nobody knew how many people had died here.    

"This little bastard is really good at playing. Does he really not know that the king hates such profligate sons?" Yan Sui's eyes were full of coldness.    

In this iron prison, besides the guards, all the other cells were empty.    

When Yan Sui walked out of the prison with his men, he immediately ordered them to burn the entire prison.    

Hearing the cries of the Song Clan, Yan Sui stroked his beard and blandly asked, "Have you found out where Song Xuanwu is?"    

"My lord, we have found him. We have sent a message to the Northern Guard Department to arrest him." A royal guard reported.    

"Let's go. Let's catch this little bastard first."    

...    

... While Yan Sui was rushing into the Song Family, there was a horse carriage running on a street in Xianyang.    

Song Xuan-Wu was sitting in the horse carriage with a vicious face. His face was full of craziness, "Damn it! Damn it! Those two royal guards are real! How is this possible!"    

"Master, let's go back. Since the royal guards have captured them, there is no way we can escape."    

The old steward sat beside Song Xuanwu and begged.    

"Shut up! I know exactly who Yan Sui is. He is the king's dog. If the king gives the order to kill our whole family, he won't care about his father at all. He will kill us all!" Song Xuan-Wu shouted in a deep voice.    

"Ah?" The old steward was so scared that he sat aside. He didn't dare to say anything else.    

Song Xuan-Wu's face turned dark, "Why did the king call me?"    

He didn't dare to go back because he couldn't imagine what Yan Sui would do in anger.    

"Is it because of the Chu Clan?"    

Song Xuanwu suddenly remembered Chu Youlan's warning.    

However, he only thought about it for a moment before giving up.    

How could a small family be related to the Emperor?    

"Go to the Imperial Academy first. I am going to ask my brother for help!" Song Xuan-Wu spoke in a deep voice.