Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 508 - 507: Personal Disciple

What does he mean by this? Lu Qing and Zhu Yu could clearly understand it too.

No wonder there’s the scent of seductive fragrance from the Immortal Castle inside this secluded building.

No wonder the High Priest has been in seclusion for over a year, with a High Priest and four protectors. Five people died in peace without the slightest struggle or sign of trying to escape.

Given the hints from the Fake Castle Master, everything seems to make sense.

As for the special stone slab on the ground, similar to that in the Little Mountain Building, and the external three-composite soil walls, Zhu Yu didn’t pay much attention to them for now.

The Fake Castle Master spat on the ground as if still filled with resentment, and then kicked the corpse of the High Priest heavily, sending it rolling over several times.

Zhu Yu pretended to be startled, shrunk back while sneaking a glance at the High Priest’s corpse.

Luckily, she is meticulous. Even in that situation, after examining the corpse, she carefully sewed up the cuts on the High Priest’s body wel enough, even fastening the clothes and tying them up meticulously.

Otherwise, when the Fake Castle Master kicked, and the corpse rolled several times, whether the clothes came undone revealing the stitching marks on the chest and abdomen, or the stitches were hastily sewn and then broken by the kick, spilling the insides out on the ground... any of these would ruin everything!

"Who exactly are you?" Lu Qing stepped aside half a pace to avoid the hem of his clothes touching the High Priest’s corpse, while asking the Fake Castle Master with a face full of surprise.

The Fake Castle Master said, "I am the direct disciple of that senior brother who was killed by Emperor Jin at that time.

After finishing those things at that time, Master didn’t get the reward and recognition he deserved, and gradually felt uneasy, fearing he fell into Emperor Jin’s treacherous plot.

But by then, he knew that he couldn’t escape no matter what, so he let us disciples escape from the Capital overnight to hide elsewhere. If he got the wealth and honors Emperor Jin promised, he would send someone to find us and bring us back.

We waited without receiving any news from Master after escaping and hiding for a long time. Finally, someone did come, but they were after us to kill us.

My fellow disciples were nearly all killed by Emperor Jin’s Hidden Guard. To avoid being found by them, I had to destroy my looks, turning into this ghost-like appearance, barely escaping the pursuit and preserving my life."

Lu Qing’s gaze lingered on the Fake Castle Master’s ghastly face for a moment before speaking again: "So, you tell me this, what do you wish to accomplish?"

"I want you to see clearly, who exactly is your enemy and who is your friend," the Fake Castle Master coldly snorted, seeming dissatisfied with what Lu Qing had done before, "You weren’t born to be a Prince, but you could have been noble, beyond what common people could imagine.

You could have had loving grandparents, parents, and siblings with you, not alone like you are now—without any support.

You could have married a beautiful noble lady under your parents’ arrangement, living harmoniously and respectfully, not having to compromise by following someone’s orders, marrying a crude concubine’s daughter from a vassal prince’s family.

These sufferings weren’t necessary for you to endure, do you understand this?"

The "crude concubine’s daughter from the vassal prince’s family" quietly touched her nose, glanced at the Fake Castle Master, then dropped her eyelids again.

"I know now, but what happens next?" Lu Qing asked in return.

The Fake Castle Master grinned, saying: "If you hadn’t meddled before, my plans would have gone smoother.

You ruined many of my good things, and thus I had no choice but to take the risk to show up after returning what was originally intended—just to clarify things with you.

Now that you understand the truth of the matter.

If you willingly choose to continue being a pawn for those who killed your entire family and caused your current situation, I have nothing to say.

But if deep inside you feel indignant, haven’t forgotten your clan’s blood feud, I might be able to help you.

My Master’s vengeance must be pursued, so if you don’t continue thwarting my plans, I might help you find a chance to seek justice for your family." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Lu Qing lowered his eyes, silent.

The Fake Castle Master wasn’t surprised by his reaction, waited for a while, and said: "This matter from my mouth, I understand you won’t entirely believe.

Thus, I don’t need any promise from you now, or to ally with me immediately.

I just need you to know the truth, not serve your enemies blindly.

Whenever you come to your senses, figure things out, I don’t need you to plan anything with me, just don’t target my people, and ruin my plans.

Of course, if you’re willing to team up, I’d be more than happy.

In any case, I’ll appear again in a few days for another meeting; by then, give me your answer. I give you ample time to ponder."

Lu Qing slowly nodded, glancing outside, telling the Fake Castle Master: "Those Vassal King’s guards outside, killed by you, you shouldn’t stay here long; leave quickly.

If you run into King Fan’s people sent to check, unable to escape, don’t blame me for not being able to help you."

The Fake Castle Master seemed satisfied with Lu Qing’s attitude, nodded but didn’t rush out, casting a look towards the talisman and Fu Lu.

"Don’t worry," Lu Qing understood his intent, "Without my orders, they won’t do anything to you."

While speaking, he gestured to the talisman and Fu Lu.

The talisman and Fu Lu looked reluctant but couldn’t contravene Lu Qing’s order, reluctantly sheathing their swords.

The Fake Castle Master was quite satisfied, smiling smugly, saluted Lu Qing, and turned to walk briskly outside.

Upon leaving the High Priest’s secluded building, he glanced back, through those layers of blood-stained gauze curtains, still seeing the four figures of Lu Qing and his followers standing still inside.

It gave the Fake Castle Master, previously slightly anxious, complete reassurance, he didn’t linger, hastily walking towards the crooked bridge to depart.

Just halfway across, he suddenly sensed faint noises behind, very light but seemingly approaching him.

Out of caution, the Fake Castle Master abruptly stopped, turned around.

Before he could recognize the person behind, a flash of light flickered, a chill spread across his chest.