“Zhu Feng, what is the meaning of this?” Xu Baisheng demanded coldly.

Zhu Feng gave a short and mirthless laugh. “A few days ago, several convicts escaped from the Crimson Crescent City’s dungeon. We suspect that your Edge of the World Manor is harboring escaped convicts, so we need to enter and search the manor.”

Feng Er’s face sank at Zhu Feng’s slander, but she responded calmly, “If you want to search the Edge of the World Manor, but what happens if you don’t find anything?”

Zhu Feng’s gaze shifted to Feng Er’s alluring but frosty face, and his eyes lit up. He smirked and said, “If we don’t find anything, then that must be because you lot helped them escape, so all of you would have to make a trip to the dungeon for questioning.”

Zhu Feng’s smirk turned into a triumphant laughter. Other Fortune Emperor Palace’s disciples also joined in and laughed with Zhu Feng.

Xiang Xun stared coldly at Zhu...