Chapter 67

"Could it be that the old man has had too much to drink? Does he not want me to see it?"

The people present were all rough and tough men who had faced life and death, and their cultivation was not weak. They heard clearly and began to stir, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Haha, let's see, let's see!"

Li Kunfeng, who was already advanced in years, had not fully recovered from the alcohol, and he laughed loudly.

Immediately, a servant hurried out, and soon someone carried six small boxes into the hall.

The moment Li Kunfeng saw the boxes, he shivered, and the alcohol left him instantly, for he smelled a hint of blood.

When he tried to stop the servant from opening the boxes, the slight dizziness from the alcohol made him a bit slow. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, those who were craning their necks to look suddenly froze.

Silence!

Complete silence!

A pin could be heard dropping!

Crack!

A sharp sound, and Li Chen, who had not been paying much attention, suddenly trembled as the box was opened. His wine glass shattered, and the wine splashed everywhere.

With a soft puff, the wine in the cup turned into a ball of fire, ignited by his Pure Yang True Qi.

Six human heads, bloody and gory, one male and two females. The male's eyes were wide open in anger, the females' eyes filled with fear and disheveled hair, the smell of blood was overwhelming, clearly they had been decapitated not long ago.

Three heads were clearly those of children, their eyes filled with a mix of fear, longing for life, and innocence, a silent lament of the wronged souls.

"Hero Li Chen, this has nothing to do with the Li family!"

It had only been a month since the incident, how could he not know whose heads these were? Feeling the surging violent aura around him, he stammered nervously.

Seeing the situation was not right, everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive.

Li Chen remained silent, just watching quietly. The terrifying violent aura that had enveloped the hall vanished without a trace, as if it had never been there.

But this icy silence was understood by everyone to be the calm before the storm.

"Who brought these here?"

Without the oppressive aura from Li Chen, Li Kunfeng grabbed the servant and shouted fiercely.

"Ouch, Master, it was you who sent someone to get them!"

The servant could not withstand Li Kunfeng's grip, screaming in pain, his eyes rolling back, on the verge of fainting.

"Lying, when did I ever ask you to get these?"

Li Kunfeng's eyes were wide with anger, his hair standing on end. If this matter was not handled well, the Li family could face a great disaster.

"Someone did come and tell me!"

The servant groaned in fear.

"Where is that person?"

Li Kunfeng asked, loosening his grip.

"I was busy and didn't recognize him!"

The servant was drenched in cold sweat, trembling.

"Qiu Qianyi, was it you?"

Li Yueqing, her face pale, suddenly turned her head and shouted at Qiu Qianyi at another table.

"Junior Sister Li, speak with a clear conscience. I don't know these people, why are you accusing me like this?"

Qiu Qianyi slowly stood up, his face cold.

"Senior Sister Li, we came here to wish the old man a happy birthday, is this how your family treats guests?"

Zhang Chulong also looked displeased.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Qiu Qianyi, sensing something fishy in his words.

But from the situation, it was clear that these heads were related to Li Chen. If they were sent to Li Kunfeng's birthday, it was either Li Kunfeng's doing or someone framing him. Either way, he could not escape responsibility.

"You—"

Li Yueqing's face turned deathly pale with anger. If this matter was not resolved, the Li family and Li Chen would become mortal enemies, enemies to the death.

"Hmm, this wound seems familiar!"

Suddenly, an old man at a nearby table exclaimed in surprise.

"Old Zhou, have you seen it before?"

Li Kunfeng, his expression changing rapidly, asked urgently, as if he had found a lifeline.

Li Chen slowly turned around, his eyes glowing red, staring intently at the old man without a word.

"What a formidable young man!"

The old man's pupils contracted sharply. Under the gaze of the two, he walked over, touched the necks of the heads, and looked up at Li Kunfeng with a serious expression. "Do you remember how I was injured nine years ago?"

"The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun!"

Li Kunfeng said, his voice heavy.

Rustle!

The hall was in an uproar, everyone was shocked.

"Back then, I was injured by the fifth member of the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun. If it weren't for my brothers arriving in time, I would have died there."

Old Zhou nodded, pointing at the wounds. "That fifth member was cruel and sadistic, enjoying torturing people. Look at the wounds on these children. They seem to have been cut off in one stroke, but upon closer inspection, you can see the cuts were made bit by bit, similar to the Fire and Wind Shears technique of the fifth member of Tianyun. Their eyes show they struggled and were tortured."

Everyone present had taken lives before and usually did not care much about such things, but they were all nodding in agreement after hearing Old Zhou's words.

Only Qiu Qianyi, though he nodded in agreement, had a somewhat stiff expression.

"How is that possible? They were just some who had left the clan. The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun only kill for treasure, why would they target them?"

Li Kunfeng frowned, watching Li Chen carefully, afraid he might suddenly attack.

"Old Li, have you offended anyone recently who might want to frame you?"

Old Zhou cautiously scanned the surroundings, thinking that if such a person was present, they might still be watching.

"Offended anyone?"

Li Kunfeng's eyes lit up, but he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If he had offended anyone, it would only be the genius of Xuanyun Sect, but that was absolutely impossible.

"Old Patriarch, could you provide me with information on the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun?"

Li Chen suddenly said, his face calm, but his thoughts were unknown.

"Of course, of course. After such an incident, the Li family will not stand idly by. We will definitely find their whereabouts!"

Li Kunfeng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

Old Zhou and a few other elders of Li Kunfeng's age also nodded, promising to help.

The Zhao and Liu families naturally joined in, and even Qiu Qianyi came close, feigning concern.

"Thank you!"

Li Chen bowed and picked up the wooden box, walking out.

Pang Wenshan and his fellow disciples took the remaining boxes, and Zhao and Liu naturally did not stay any longer.

They needed to return to their clans to arrange for people to gather information on the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun as soon as possible.

A good birthday celebration had been ruined by this incident. Li Kunfeng had no more heart for the festivities and needed to find the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun to clear his name.

The many martial artists in the hall, who had faced life and death, were not affected by the incident and continued to chat and drink merrily.