The property manager hadn't had time to speak when Pei Hao Hong reached out and grabbed his wrist. "Who are you?"

The man straightened up and looked at Pei Hao Hong. With one hand, he gently tore off the human skin mask covering his face, revealing a featureless face.

Pei Hao Hong gasped. The righteous energy in his hand surged out. The man merely struggled slightly downwards, and as easily as removing a glove, he left the human skin in Pei Hao Hong's hand and quickly retreated outwards.

As Pei Hao Hong was about to give chase, he heard someone say in a deep voice, "Pei Hao Hong, I am here. You will not be allowed to run wild."

Pei Hao Hong only turned slightly to see Shang Xing Yan sitting upright in the room. Shang Xing Yan's expression immediately became uncertain, and a fierce light flashed repeatedly in his eyes.

Shang Xing Yan smiled slightly, "Judging by your expression, are you thinking of assassinating a god?"

Pei Hao Hong cupped his fist in salute and said, "Hermit Shang Lin, although this student respects your character, the Pei family's great enterprise cannot be lost. This student can only offend you."

Shang Xing Yan said in a deep voice, "Human sorcerer Pei Hao Hong, intending to harm an official of the underworld, his crime deserves death. All accomplices should be beheaded. Kill!"

Shang Xing Yan's "kill" was spoken casually, without any imposing manner, but outside it stirred up a monstrous killing intent.

Pei Hao Hong only glanced outside and was so frightened that his limbs went weak.

Everywhere Pei Hao Hong looked, there were ghosts with featureless faces, wearing black embroidered uniforms and gauze hats. The faint cold light emanating from the steel sabers in their hands linked together, like an iron chain surrounding the residential area.

The task of these fierce men was only to guard the vital points and prevent any fish from escaping the net.

More embroidered figures were moving quickly through the various buildings. Window after window was stained red with blood amidst the sounds of swords, and cries of ghosts burst out, scattering phosphorescent fire in all directions.

The Confucian school's righteous energy seemed to have no effect on those black-clad men. When the blades arrived, Pei Hao Hong's carefully cultivated disciples could only be slaughtered.

In just a few minutes, the embroidered ghosts who had carried out their tasks appeared one after another in the open space of the residential area, each of them holding a head.

Some of the heads were dripping with fresh blood, while others were flickering with green fire.

In Shanglin Residential Area, whether human or ghost, none escaped the other party's blade.

More and more embroidered guards gathered outside, and Pei Hao Hong's legs seemed unable to support his body, and he collapsed weakly to the ground.

At this moment, someone reported through the door, "Lord Shang, there are still more than a dozen children here who have not participated in the resistance. What should be done with them?"

Before Shang Xing Yan could speak, Pei Hao Hong climbed up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly, "Lord Shang, I beg you to spare some of my Pei family's descendants. Your great kindness and virtue, this student will never forget."

Shang Xing Yan smiled, "It's not impossible for me not to kill them! It depends on how you perform."

Pei Hao Hong hesitated for a moment, and Shang Xing Yan waved his hand, and a scream was immediately heard outside.

Pei Hao Hong said sternly, "Shang Xing Yan, according to the Yin-Yang Secret Treaty, the underworld cannot interfere in the life and death of the Yang realm. You wantonly kill my Pei family's descendants, are you not afraid that I will sue you in the underworld?"

"Hahaha..." Shang Xing Yan laughed loudly, "Pei Hao Hong, how can you be so naive? Can't you see what kind of people are killing outside?"

"Let me tell you the truth, those are all Yin Si Embroidered Guards directly under the Yanluo. Do you think we would leave you any evidence of murder?"

"You only have two choices now. Either cooperate obediently with me, and I can erase the memories of those children and leave some descendants for your Pei family."

"Or I will slaughter your Pei family now and take you back to the underworld for slow interrogation."

"However, I remind you that after you enter the underworld, you will still have to say what you need to say. How many heroes and champions, after entering our Embroidered Guard's secret prison, remembered to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging for a quick death."

"In my opinion, these people are just ignorant of the times. They have to see the coffin before they shed tears. Why bother?"

"I'll give you a cup of tea's time to consider!"

Pei Hao Hong collapsed completely to the ground, "I'll talk!"

"Very good!" Shang Xing Yan said, "Come, bring him a stool. Let him sit down and talk. I am also a scholar. How can I neglect a junior like him."

The embroidered guards brought a stool and helped Pei Hao Hong up onto it.

As soon as he sat down, he suddenly felt someone push him from behind. When he regained his balance, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, "Ah—this...this..."

Pei Hao Hong said "this" for a long time without saying a word.

In fact, he couldn't be blamed. Anyone who saw their own corpse lying at their feet would probably find it difficult to control themselves!

Shang Xing Yan said in a friendly tone, "You can stabilize your emotions first. After all, this is your first time dying! Who wouldn't be indifferent, right?"

Pei Hao Hong knew that his soul had been pulled out by the embroidered guards, and he struggled to pounce on his body.

Shang Xing Yan looked at Pei Hao Hong, who was struggling hard, with interest and said, "Don't struggle, at this point, you still want to live? You're thinking too beautifully."

"Say what you need to say! Don't delay any longer."

Pei Hao Hong finally accepted the fact that he was dead and said despondently, "Lord, what do you want to know?"

Shang Xing Yan only said three words, "Start from the beginning!"