Chapter 217

There were a total of twenty-three ships passing through the lake that day. He personally interrogated each one, checking carefully for fear of omissions, but no matter how he interrogated or checked, the result was that no ship had ever rescued a girl from the lake.

His Wanwan was forced to jump into the lake, but no one came to save her.

This is the fact that Lu Ziyan spent nearly a month to confirm.

His Wanwan was soaking at the bottom of this cold lake, waiting for him to rescue her.

Waiting for him to rescue her!

Lu Ziyan had a dazed expression. When he stepped onto the armor plate, he shivered as the cold wind swept over him.

He suddenly seemed to come back to his senses, no longer in the dazed look of the past few days. His eyes sparkled, and his ghostly face showed a sickly flush. He suddenly jumped up, and everyone only heard a 'plop' as he jumped into the lake.

Even Ming Feng and Ming Jian, who were following closely behind him, had no time to stop them. Seeing this, they were horrified and both jumped into the water.

The soldiers who could swim also kept jumping into the water.

At the same time, also at Dayang Lake, Pei Yuqing boarded the Li family merchant ship that Xie Wan Ning was on that day. Behind him were only a few guards and two men who looked like slaves who were being escorted.

Two men who looked like servants came forward to lead the way, took them to the second floor, pointed to a guest room, and said in a panic: "I dare not deceive you, this is the room the girl stayed in that day."

In front of him was a very ordinary wooden door, but this handsome young man, who exuded nobility all over his body, seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. His steps were rooted and he dared not take a step closer.

This is the room...

Pei Yuqing stood there motionless, his eyes gradually turned red. The atmosphere was stagnant and a little terrifying. The guards following behind him didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of affecting the thoughts of this young master.

After a long, long time, the wooden door was slowly pushed open with a creaking sound, and the hands that pushed the door were even trembling slightly.

In the small room, there was only a simple wooden bed and a small table with a kettle on it. Apart from that, there was no other furniture.

After the group entered, the room was packed. This place was the last residence of the delicate girl before her death.

Pei Yuqing felt a sharp pain in his heart and a sweet and fishy taste surged in his throat. He forced himself to swallow it and slowly walked to the window.

With his hands on the window, he looked straight at the lake.

Under the warm winter sun, Dayang Lake is sparkling and peaceful.

It doesn't look like it has devoured thousands of lives in a short period of time.

I stood there quietly for a long time, until the sun set and the temperature dropped visibly.

After coughing again, Pei Shu behind him stepped forward and advised: "Sir, please go back first, the sky is…"

Pei Yuqing raised his hand gently, turned around and looked at the two servants who had remained silent, "Where is the room of the mother and daughter?"

The servant hurriedly said, "It's next door, please follow me."

This time, they pushed the door open directly.

The layouts were similar, except that there was a residual stain on the floor of this room, and the afterglow of the sunset coming through the window just happened to shine on it, making it very clear.

…It looked like it had been cleaned, but bloodstains were still stubbornly left on it.

These are traces of two lives.

The two servants leading the way paused before stepping in.

One of them muttered inaudibly: "...What a sin."

Ordinary people naturally could not hear it, but those present were all masters with profound internal strength, so they could all hear it clearly.