"Slow down!"

Just then, a cold shout suddenly sounded.

A figure hurried in from outside the mansion, followed by dozens of yamen runners with swords.

Wen Qi narrowed his eyes.

The visitor was Huo Yutang, the transferor of Liangzhe West Road.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was very powerful. Even when facing Wen Qi, he could be neither humble nor arrogant.

He walked directly to Wenqi and said, "What is the intention of Mr. Wen's move?"

Wen Qi said: "Just come to Mr. Huo's mansion to find someone."

"Come to find someone in my house?"

Huo Yutang snorted coldly: "Supervisor Wen, although you are the Grand Marshal of Jiankang Military Region, you should not be qualified to search my mansion, right?"

As he said that, he bowed to Changsha, "I just don't know, Wenshuai, are you here by the emperor's will or the order of the supervisory province?"

With his official rank, even the Supervision Office of the West Zhejiang Road did not have the power to search his mansion. It was almost the same unless there was an order from the Supervision Provincial Government.

As for private individuals, only Zhao Dongting has such power. Even Zhao An and the identity of princess do not have such power yet.

Wen Qi didn't say anything.

Huo Yutang said again: "If Mr. Wen doesn't lead his troops to leave, then don't blame me for participating in your book. I will ask the emperor for justice if I search the Transportation Mansion without authorization."

"hehe."

Wuming suddenly chuckled beside him, "Why should Lord Huo be so anxious? We came in accordance with the emperor's will."

Huo Yutang's face changed slightly, and his eyes fell on Wuming, "It turned out to be the priest of Wudingtang..."

He had met Wuming, but he only knew that Wuming was an old man from Wudingtang, and did not know Wuming's specific identity.

Wuming and others are really too low-key in Changsha.

Wuming nodded slightly.

Huo Yutang said again: "Why dare you ask the emperor's will?"

His face was inevitably quite serious.

Not to mention what Wuming is in Wudingtang, but attracting Wudingtang means that something is a big deal.

And he knew very well why these people from Wudingtang came.

Just this, how could the people from Wu Dingtang be targeted?

Wuming took out Zhao Dongting's will from his arms and handed it to Huo Yutang.

Huo Yutang opened it and looked at it, his face pale slightly.

The words in the imperial edict are simple, "Tak Simpson to justice."

But it means a lot.

It can also be understood that it is to arrest Simpson at any cost. In this way, searching Huo Yutang's mansion would not be considered a violation.

After a little silence, Huo Yutang said, "Who is this Simpson? Why did you come to our house to search?"

Wuming chuckled, "Why would Master Huo not be aware of such a living person coming to Lord Huo's mansion, right?"

Huo Yutang said repeatedly: "What is worshiping the Lord means is this person in my house? How is this possible?"

Wuming was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Looking at the yamen runners behind Huo Yutang, he could know what Huo Yutang was thinking.

It would be strange if there were no ghosts.

If it weren't for the guilty heart, why was Huo Yutang so panicked?

When summoning the yamen runners, would they still want to use brute force to resist the search of Wen Qi's personal soldiers?

At this time, a little deeper in the mansion suddenly changed.

That is already behind the courtyard of Huo Yutang.

Accompanied by two screams, a figure suddenly jumped into the sky.

There are fiery red wings behind this person.

Spells used.

It was that Simpson undoubtedly.

Wuming, Qingshan, Jian Shisi's eyes suddenly froze slightly, and then soared into the sky and rushed towards Simpson.

On the ground in the deep courtyard were two soldiers lying.

They were knocked out of the room.

His face was charred.

At this time, there was no breath.

Wuming passed by the roof, and his eyes became even colder when he saw this scene.

Huo Yutang stood there in a daze and shook slightly for a few times.

Had it been found?

Simpson came to the world like a god, and his body was filled with fire.

He glanced at Wuming, Jian Shisi and Qingshan, and rushed out of the mansion.

He flirted with the fire wings behind him at a very fast speed. Obviously, his magic cultivation had reached a considerable level.

"Chasing! You can't let him run away!"

Wuming shouted lightly.

He Jian Shisi, Qingshan kept rising through the roof.

The speed is also not slow.

They also showed their full strength.

Unexpectedly, Simpson's mere housekeeper actually had such cultivation.

And when it comes to running away, Western mages undoubtedly have the advantage. They can condense their wings and fly.

Martial arts monks can only achieve this in this way by the extreme level.

Wuming, Qingshan, Jian Shisi have been studying martial arts hard for the past few years, and they have not hunted much about Western methods.

With their age, they have to race against time to achieve extreme hope. Even the hope is quite slim.

Distracted from studying spells will only make the gains less than the loss.

Apart from understanding the heart of the element, Western methods will not be beneficial to them at the moment.

At this moment, the four of them instantly left at an extremely fast speed.

Wuming, Jian Shisi and Qingshan's eyes were always staring at Simpson.
Chapter completed!