The police car stopped in front of Wind Riding Dojo.

Two policemen came down.

After the gates opened, the police started their work.

The morning passed quickly.

The two police officers got some information through questioning. The next step was to find the suspect based on the surveillance footage of the dojo.

When the two policemen were about to leave, the guard suddenly said, "Officers, I have something to share, I don't know if it's useful to you."

The two policemen frowned. "Go ahead."

"Yesterday! A foreigner came to look for Teacher Dai, but they seemed to have argued.

"I saw that Teacher Dai was very angry and he asked me to chase that foreigner away."

The two policemen looked at each other and confirmed that this was an important piece of information.

"There are surveillance cameras at the gates, right?" the policeman asked.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Just like that, the police checked the surveillance footage from yesterday.

"Officer, it's him." The guard pointed at the screen agitatedly.

He was referring to Wang Zhixing.

One of the policemen took a photo.

Before they left, they made a copy of the surveillance footage.

…

It was afternoon.

The news of Dai Zhenghao's death spread throughout the entire county city.

At the same time, after discussion, the county police temporarily locked onto a suspect.

This person was Wang Zhixing.

After the police released the photos of the suspect, they received many calls.

There were calls from hotels.

They said that they had seen the suspect. The time period was two days ago, and they even provided an important clue. The suspect's identity card was fake.

Calls also came from a group of traitors.

They said that they had seen the suspect and that he had beaten them up. They also said that they wanted the suspect to pay for their medical fees.

There was also one from a small supermarket.

The supermarket owner provided a clue that the suspect had come to the supermarket to check the surveillance footage.

Lastly, they also heard from a breakfast shop near Wind Riding Dojo.

The breakfast shop owner said that the suspect had been here since morning and had sat there for a long time.

…

With this information, the county police had every reason to believe that the murder at Wind Riding Dojo was the work of this stranger.

In an instant, Wang Zhixing's photo was plastered all over the streets and alleys.

The number of police officers placed at the streets, train stations, bus stations, and other crowded places increased.

…

At night, there was a cool breeze and the moon was bright.

In a park on the outskirts of Chen County, a figure looked around furtively.

You're completely done for this time.

Not only did you fail to clear your son's name, but you're also going to prison yourself.

Wang Zhixing wanted to cry but had no tears. He was extremely regretful.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have taken the risk.

He was not the type to kidnap others.

Wang Zhixing! You are smart, but you acted foolishly this time.

The bus station, train station, and various main roads were all under strict watch. Therefore, it was very difficult to get out.

The city had his pictures everywhere. Once he went out, he would definitely be recognized.

As he sat on the long bench, Wang Zhixing sighed. He was depressed.

He looked up at the starry sky, seemingly thinking about something. From his gaze, he seemed to be in a dilemma.

After some time.

He took out a jade talisman from his pocket and crushed it.

Summoning the Sect Master… No!

Sect Master, please save me——

A minute or two later, there was a flash of light in the night sky.

In the next moment,

a figure appeared beside Wang Zhixing.

"Sect Master, I'm in trouble."

When he saw Qin Chuan, Wang Zhixing's emotions instantly calmed down.

Qin Chuan frowned and examined Wang Zhixing. "What's wrong?"

"Sect Master…" Wang Zhixing told Qin Chuan about his experiences over the past two days.

Qin Chuan casually replied, "This isn't your fault. You can only blame that person for being unlucky.

"Besides, you didn't do it on purpose. It's considered involuntary manslaughter.

"According to the laws of Xia country, you don't have to go to jail for that. You just have to compensate them with some money, so don't be too traumatized. "

"Sect Master, but… but I still killed someone."

Wang Zhixing's eyes were very absent-minded; he felt extremely guilty about killing someone.

Qin Chuan expressed his understanding.

Whether intentional or not, the first time anyone killed someone, they would more or less feel guilty.

Let alone a pure and kind-hearted person like Wang Zhixing.

It would take a long time for him to get over this trauma.

"Grandpa Wang, rest well.

"Leave everything to me. I'll handle it well."

Qin Chuan also understood that these things happened because someone had framed Wang Zhixing's son.

If it weren't for that, these things wouldn't have happened.

Wang Zhixing lifted his head and looked at Qin Chuan, bitterly saying, "Sect Master, I initially didn't want to trouble you.

"But I had no choice.

"Now that I've committed a crime, I can't clear my son's name. So I only had you to call on."

Qin Chuan smiled, "It's no trouble, just leave it to me!"

There was a saying, every parent is admirable.

Qin Chuan could see the love Wang Zhixing had for his son.

He was no saint. It was only because he was the Sect Master.

They were his disciples. A master had to help their troubled disciples.

Just like this, Qin Chuan brought Wang Zhixing back to the Cloud Mountain Guesthouse.

He also did not have Wang Zhixing cultivate. He only hoped that he could quickly walk out of the trauma.

…

After returning to Chen County, Qin Chuan looked in the direction of Wind Riding Dojo, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

Swoosh!

In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the Wind Riding Dojo.

He spread out his divine consciousness. Everyone in the dojo was gathered in the multipurpose building. There was no one else present.

"Good. That saves me a lot of trouble."

Qin Chuan put on his mask before landing on the ground and slowly walking over.

In the multipurpose building, everyone from the Dai family was gathered.

According to the ceremony passed down in the clan, when a clan member died, the entire clan would mourn for three days.

The mourning ceremony was presided over by the family head. Since the family head was still at Flag Mountain, it was presided over by the most senior person in the family.

In the spacious hall, the members of the Dai family formed a large circle.

Everyone placed their hands on their chests and prayed. Their heads were lowered, and they were murmuring something.

At the center of the circular formation was an old man.

He was from the generation of Dai Zhenghao's great-grandfather. He was highly respected.

Dai Ruijun was kneeling on the ground, holding the urn with both hands. His eyes were red, and he looked very lonely.

At this moment, a masked man walked in.

The expression of the old man who was presiding over the ceremony changed slightly, and he said sternly, "Who dares to trespass into my Wind Riding Dojo?"

Everyone looked over.

Qin Chuan walked on for a while before stopping. "Haven't you been looking for the culprit? I'm here!"

These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, immediately stirring up huge waves.

"You killed my son!" Dai Ruijun stood up.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Qin Chuan, his gaze filled with killing intent.

Qin Chuan calmly replied, "If no one admits it, then it's me."

"Die!" Dai Ruijun charged towards ,him murderously.

Qin Chuan remained calm.

"You're so noisy!"