Wuji Tower.

Two middle-aged men, led by Di Long, slowly walked into Li Wuji's room.

As soon as the middle-aged man in blue robe entered the room, he looked carefully at Li Wuji up and down, a flash of disappointment unconsciously flashed in his eyes.

In the room at this time, the screen that had been placed across the door for a long time was no longer there. Li Wuji was seen sitting alone at the low table in front of the window, quietly making tea, moving slowly, and wearing white clothes that made him look pale.

His cheeks looked even more haggard.

"Sir, we've arrived."

Di Long bowed his hands in a salute, and after saying that, he returned behind Li Wuji, standing upright with an expressionless face.

"May I ask this young master, why did you ask us to come up?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe cupped his fists and saluted, with a rather kind smile on his face.

Li Wuji said nothing and continued to fiddle with the tea set. He was not impatient and did not raise his head to look at the two of them from beginning to end.

Seeing that Li Wuji had no reaction, the middle-aged man in blue robe hesitated for a moment, then looked at Di Long who was forcing him to the second floor. But at this time, Di Long also fell silent and stood motionless, without even an expression.

Not the slightest change.

The room became extremely quiet for a while, and you could hear a pin drop.

"If nothing happens, Master, we will leave now."

The middle-aged man in blue robe waited for a long time, but never saw Li Wuji paying attention to him, so he gritted his teeth, left a word, turned around and walked out.

But the moment they turned around, Li Wuji, who was making tea, suddenly raised his left hand and waved it casually.

A strong gust of wind came out instantly, whistling past the middle-aged man in blue robe, and then he saw the open room closing instantly!

The closed door was the only way out for the two middle-aged men.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in blue robe changed his face slightly and subconsciously stopped.

He knew that if he took one more step forward, the next attack would be directed at him.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

The middle-aged man in blue robe slowly turned around and saluted again with clasped fists.

"Your origins and the purpose of this trip."

Li Wuji finally spoke, but still didn't look at the two middle-aged men.

The tea was brewed, so I poured a cup and took a sip.

"I wonder what the young master means by this?"

"We just arrived in the capital for the first time. We heard that Wuji Tower is quite unique and different from all other art galleries in the world, so we came here to see it."

The middle-aged man in blue robe forced out a smile and explained reluctantly.

"If you don't tell them, your companions will not survive."

Li Wuji curled his lips, his voice instantly turned cold.

Hearing Li Wuji's words, the middle-aged man in blue robe was shocked. He subconsciously looked at the open window to the side, but the window was too small and he couldn't see anything at all.

But he already knew that the men he had left outside had been exposed.

"You have one more chance."

Li Wuji reminded him nonchalantly while sipping tea.

The middle-aged man in blue robe looked struggling, but kept his lips tightly shut, as if he had no intention of continuing to speak, and even stopped the companion next to him from speaking.

"Kill them all."

Li Wuji shook his head and said lightly.

In his opinion, everyone who tries to approach Wuji Tower secretly and approaches him is an enemy!

Since the old man's death, he no longer trusts anyone.

Including Di Long, who has been following him closely!

"My lord, don't be surprised, my subordinates may not be able to fulfill your last wish!"

"In this case, we can only fight to the death!"

Looking at Di Long who was slowly walking towards him, the middle-aged man in blue robe raised his head and let out a long sigh, a scream flashed across his lips, and then he quickly reached out and pulled out the short knife that had been hidden in his calf leg!

"slow!"

But at this moment, Li Wuji, who had already decided to kill him, suddenly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe who was ready to go all out to die!

"What else do you have to say?!"

"If you want to kill or behead, please do it quickly. Where did all this nonsense come from?!"

"I won't tell you anything!"

The middle-aged man in blue robe glared at Li Wuji who finally looked at him, and shouted sternly, his face was as tragic as a strong man cutting off his wrist!

"Who are you Pang Xun?!"

Li Wuji stared into the blue-robed middle-aged man's eyes and asked word for word.

At that moment, he remembered what the old man told him before he died!

If you can escape one day in the future, then temporarily lurk in the Nine Nether Realm. Maybe someone noble will come to help you!

Could it be that this is the noble man the old man calls?!

Upon hearing Li Wuji's question, the blue-robed middle-aged man's expression changed instantly. Shock, fear, suspicion, and several emotions flashed across his face in an instant.

"Never heard of it!"

But in the end, the middle-aged man in blue robe shook his head and denied it.

"I am a person who escaped from hell."

Li Wuji looked at the middle-aged man in blue robe and said slowly, feeling inexplicably excited.

He has determined that the two people in front of him are probably Pang Xun's people!

"Are you a Ling Tu?!"

After listening to Li Wuji's words, the two middle-aged men almost exclaimed in unison, with excitement and disbelief on their faces.

By asking this question, they have revealed everything.

"That's right."

Li Wuji stood up, turned his back to the two middle-aged men, and revealed the "Ling"-shaped mark on the back of his neck!

That is the mark of Lingtu and a lifelong shame!

Seeing that mark, the blue-robed middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and then he looked at each other with his companion next to him.

"See you, young lord!"

Immediately afterwards, two middle-aged men suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, clasped their hands in fists, bowed respectfully, and said in unison.

Young lord?!

Hearing these three words, Li Wuji couldn't help but froze and looked at the two of them doubtfully.

"Why do you say that, young lord? Do you know me?"

Li Wuji looked puzzled and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"If your guess is correct, you are the grandson of the former emperor, His Highness Li Wuji, right?!"

The middle-aged man in blue robe looked at Li Wuji and asked excitedly.

The identity of a Lingtu, coupled with the two clues of Wuji Tower and Wuji Master, are enough to connect them together.

"It's me."

"But what is going on?"

Li Wuji nodded and asked still doubtfully.

"Reporting to my young lord, our lord is the former imperial advisor, Pang Xun!"

"Three years ago, the Lord sent a message from the Heavenly Prison, ordering us to treat you as our young lord from now on. After you break out of the Heavenly Prison, all of us must obey your orders. If you violate the rules,

Immediately behead without mercy!"

"In the past three years, we have been inquiring about your news. Until some time ago, we received the news that three thousand disciples from the Heavenly Prison were causing trouble in the capital. Then we rushed to the capital and have been looking for your whereabouts!"

"I just didn't expect that your appearance is completely different from the portrait the bus master gave us three years ago, and it's also different from the portrait on the wanted poster!"

"Now that I think about it, my lord has the most extraordinary skill in disguise, and he must have passed it on to you."

The middle-aged man in blue robe looked at Li Wuji's unfamiliar face, still a little excited.

But Li Wuji was already stunned on the spot, recalling Pang Xun's figure before his death in disbelief.

The words of the middle-aged man in blue revealed too much incredible information!
To be continued...