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Meng Fuyao and Zhangsun Wuji exchanged a look and decided. ”Let's take him away and return peace to Guan Yuan.”

”How?” The second boss exclaimed, astounded, ”There are over 10,000 people outside the city. In the Magistrate's manor located in the city, there are a few hundred powerful people. And apparently, in the Shang Mansion near the southern borders, where you all will definitely pass by, there are close to 10,000 Amethyst Cape Knights and guards waiting specifically for you.”

”Don't they have the whistleblower box?” Meng Fuyao laughed. ”Please do me a favor.”

Early morning with rare great weather and sunshine.

In front of the Magistrate's manor in the south, there was a red and purple box. A slit ran across the top of the box with the back of the box being locked.

That ”whistleblower box” was opened every dawn for the letters to be retrieved while at night, the box remained there, waiting for the confidential letters to be delivered. Those suspicious shadows that loitered around the city were the messengers that brought upon fortune to the Amethyst Cape Knights. They were, too, the death gods that ended the lives of innocent people.

Whenever passersby noticed that box, they would always reveal an expression mixed with hatred and fear—such a simple, normal box. And yet, it contained the darkest, deepest secrets of many that led to countless broken families, countless victims of cruel torture and the humiliation of countless unmarried, innocent ladies.

It wasn't just a normal box; It was the notorious box of disaster in Guan Yuan.

The door opened with a creak, and the innocent passersby immediately fled.

The few Amethyst Cape Knights in charge of opening the box yawned, making their way to the box as they joked around.

”I wonder who is the unlucky fella today…”

”My only concern is, are there any beauties there?”

”Seriously, the last time there was a request where there was no woman nor money. What a waste of effort. I'll skin the person that submitted this request alive!”

The knights laughed and joked about as they insouciantly headed back in. A couple of passersby watched apprehensively, wondering who was the next unlucky victim.

That night.

A couple of Amethyst Cape Knights died a sudden, disconcerting death.

That night, all Amethyst Cape Knights did not sleep a wink. With fire torches in hand, they combed the entire city, searching for the killer. Unfortunately for them, they returned empty-handed due to the oddities of the death—all corpses were without a single wound and showed no form of struggle. At last, it was determined that it was death by poison, and the entire manor was flipped upside down.

The next day, a couple more died.

The next day, a couple more died again.

Those who died were on duty the night before. Initially, everyone was focused on the duty, but it was only on the third day did someone remember about the whistleblower box.

They quickly went to check the box for clues, but those letters were disposed to god knows where right after being read. Where the heck were they supposed to search for clues?

They got a doctor over. He stuck his head inside the box and sniffed. It had a weird smell, and he announced that the cause of death was probably due to the letters being poisoned.

That night, the secret box was promptly removed. The civilians of Guan Yuan were ecstatic at this decision.

The night where the secret box was removed, the Amethyst Cape Knights had an overnight meeting. Halfway through the meeting, two Amethyst Cape Knights came back yelling at one another, accusing the other party of snatching their woman. Halfway through the conflict, the two knights collapsed and died.

And so, the topic of the meeting became— 'not pleasuring oneself from unknown sources.'

And then, problems started arising with the food provided to them every day. All ingredients and food were tested for poison before being delivered to the kitchen. But somehow, despite all results showing that the food was fine, there were people vomiting and suffering from diarrhea every day, weakened to the point of death.

The Amethyst Cape Knights traced down every aspect from the delivery to the cooking. But no one would be concerned over how the delivery man would look like.

At this point in time, the knights no longer dared to stay in the manor, nor did they dare to live in other places of rich families—after all, they destroyed those places and families.

That night, as the Amethyst Cape Knights fled the city, every family closed their doors and prayed.

There were many Amethyst Cape Knights, and they were divided into smaller groups as they left the city. In a winehouse not far from the city gates, a man and a woman stood there with their hands behind their backs. With cold eyes, they looked down as rows of purple streamed out of the gates.

After a while, that man held the woman's hand. With a smile, he said, ”Dry weather, the perfect time to kill.”