Chapter 1052: Bloody puddles, where did the people go? (2/2)

The remaining guards split up to search. Soon enough, one of them found two more strangely-shaped, bloody liquid puddles. Everyone rushed over to the scene and grew flabbergasted. Like the three puddles before it, it had an awful stench One of the shapes looked like a tiger lying on the ground, while the other resembled a tiger with a rider on top. The guards exchanged looks and wondered what was going on.

Did the white tigers turn into these puddles? If so, then where’s Mu Linger and the rest?

There had been six white tigers to begin with, so why were there five bloody puddles now? Not including the baby, Mu Linger’s group numbered five total, so why was there only the impression of one human left here?

Just what were they dealing with?

“Could they have succumbed to some sort of poison?” a guard asked nervously.

“Then who poisoned them?” someone else said quickly.

“As I see it, they were cursed!” one muttered timidly.

Everyone grew tense at his remark. The guards couldn’t come to a conclusion, but their fear grew as they stared at the puddles. In the end, they gave up searching the woods and rushed back to Tiger’s Prison to report everything to Jun Yixie. By the time he received the news, he had just locked Ning Cheng up and was preparing to interrogate him.

“What?!” he sprang to his feet in disbelief. He’d much rather believe that someone killed their way in through six battilions of guards rather than a black-robed figure controlling the six poison tigers and the entire wild tiger population in the forest for a rescue mission.

How was he supposed to believe that?

As a descendant of the Black Clan, he had used so much effort to tame those tigers. How could anyone convince them to turn traitor against him? Leaving aside the fact that the speech of beasts was a secret skill of the Black Clan, one could consider it an exclusive talent of the Black Clan. Every generation gave birth to descendants with different levels of innate talent. Naturally, the direct bloodline descendants of the clan were the most talented ones of all.

Low-level talents could only understand insects or birdsong. High-level talents could even understand packs of large animals. The Black Clan’s secret skill was animal taming, but this was only possible through their understanding of the beast language based on their levels of skills. Jun Yixie was clear that his father had no siblings and was the only son in his generation. His talent was top in the Black Clan because other members could understand low-level beasts at best, which weren’t very helpful. Rare were the few that could communicate with horses like he could, which was why he’d laid low in Northern Li’s horse farms and ended up controlling most of them.[2]

Even he himself couldn’t completely subdue the king of beasts, the tiger. Just what were the origins of that black-robed man? What was his relation to the Black Clan?

“Master, that black-robed man could be…”

Before Hao San could finish, Jun Yixie denied it vehemently. “That’s impossible!”

Of course he knew what Hao San was implying: could the black-robed man be a direct bloodline descendant of the Black Clan?

Jun Yixie refused to believe such a possibility existed. Even if it was true, he’d never acknowledge it! He was the most pure-blooded noble of the Black Clan and the one with the highest talent![3]

Faced with his angry master, Hao San didn’t dare to speak.

“Make preparations. This lord is going to pay a personal visit to Tiger’s Prison!” Jun Yixie said icily.

“Yes!” Hao San quickly withdrew with head bowed, but his eyes were dancing with cold, scornful laughter. Once he left, Jun Yixie paced back and forth in his tent, feeling restless. In the end, he rushed into the prisons.

Ning Cheng had just been brought it and was currently hanging suspended from a torture rack, his hands bound with a rope looped around his neck. He never expected him and Bai Yuqiao to be exposed at a time like this. No matter what, he couldn’t figure out how Jun Yixie had discovered Bai Yuqiao’s betrayal. She knew Jun Yixie best of all and considered all her moves before taking action. Moreover, they’d work together for so long without any troubles; why were they exposed now?

Most of all, he was worried that Ning Jing’s pregnancy would elicit Jun Yixie’s suspicions. However, it seemed like Jun Yixie still thought it was Mu Linger who was expecting, not Ning Jing. After further thought, Ning Cheng settled his suspicions on Jin Zi and Uncle Cheng. Although he was closer to the latter, he still didn’t hesitate to mark him as a suspect.

But all of that was pointless now. He could only rejoice that Han Yunxi and Long Feiye had pushed back their original rescue mission date. For now, it seemed that Jun Yixie was clueless about the delayed northern expedition.

Ning Cheng’s arms dangled above him while he hung with his head bowed and eyebrows furrowed. One of them was already blind, but the other was lost in darkness as it flickered in the candlelight. It hid his resolution and killer intent. Meanwhile, an angry Jun Yixie stormed inside, grabbed a whip, and lashed it against Ning Cheng’s body. With a crack, it split open his skin.

Jun Yixie was already at his limits after being fooled so thoroughly. It was a wonder he hadn’t skinned Ning Cheng alive yet.

“Speak! Who’s the black-robed man that rescued Mu Linger and the others!” Jun Yixie roared.

Mu Linger and Ning Jing were rescued? Ning Cheng was surprised as his head snapped up…

1. Weirdly enough the author only uses “pinching” and suddenly switched to “biting” in this chapter, so I added this little transition.

2. It’s not clear where the description of his father ends and Jun Yixie begins. I’m assuming it’s when he talks about being “top talent” in the Black Clan.

3. How much you wanna bet someone’s either lied or misled to JYX about his past agaaaain~