The killers who stormed into the villa quickly clashed with the ghosts.

Although the ghosts gathered by Qing Ming and Qing Tang were fearless, they were still just wandering souls, unable to withstand even a single blow from a sorcerer. In an instant, most of them were killed, and phosphorescent fire splattered everywhere in the house, a ghastly green color dominating the scene.

Old Zuo's son clearly lacked experience in the martial world. Instead of seizing the opportunity to break through while the ghosts held off the killers, he protected his family and retreated upstairs.

Old Zuo was frantic, pacing around and shouting, pounding the table, "Run outside! Going upstairs is a death trap!"

"What are you afraid of with ghosts outside to help? Run outside!"

Old Zuo was beside himself. Seeing that his son wasn't running outside, he turned to me, "Master Li, Hall Master Li, you spared my family once, and now this is happening again."

"Do you think that after regaining what I lost, I'll be unable to bear the pain of losing it again, and I'll compromise with you?"

"Let me tell you, impossible!"

Ye Yang said coldly, "We shouldn't have saved them."

My face darkened as well. "Old Zuo, you'd better give me a reasonable reason to suspect me. Otherwise, you should know what your end will be?"

Old Zuo said sharply, "You said something bad would happen to my family, and then killers immediately broke into my house. Isn't that obvious? Do I need to say more?"

If we calculate the time, I was already being watched from the moment I entered and killed that repairman.

The other side probably thought that I might use Old Zuo's family as a threat to force him to reveal his secrets, or that I might kill Old Zuo in a fit of anger.

From any perspective, it was safest for them to strike first and kill the Zuo family themselves.

So, they made their move first.

I could figure things out, but I wasn't in the mood to explain to Old Zuo. "If that's what you think, then so be it. Just watch your family die!"

Old Zuo's eyes were bloodshot. "Li Po, what else can you do besides indiscriminately killing innocent people? If you have the guts, come at me!"

At this moment, the scene finally changed. A group of people wielding axes scaled the walls of the villa and charged towards the sorcerers, engaging them in a fierce battle.

Short axes against short knives, the fighting was exceptionally intense and dangerous.

Although Mi Tianyue's subordinates outnumbered the enemy, they were no match for them in one-on-one combat. In a short time, several of them were cut down in succession.

The leader of the killers had his arm chopped off, but he also buried his short axe in his opponent's head. When he pulled out the axe, he was already swaying, but he still shouted, "The leader ordered us to hold on until reinforcements arrive, even if it means death! Kill!"

"Kill!" The surviving men, in a thunderous roar, charged madly at their opponents, relying on the ferocity in their bones to barely hold their ground.

One by one, the men on both sides fell to the ground, while Xiao Zuo, hiding on the top floor, was too scared to even raise his head.

The last killer fell, and the remaining three men in black turned and charged towards the villa.

I watched the scene on the monitor and asked coldly, "Old Zuo, do you still think I'm putting on an act with you?"

Old Zuo's lips trembled, unable to say a word.

Just as I saw the three killers about to rush into the room on the top floor, a whirling short axe suddenly came flying through the air, shattering the glass of the corridor and slashing at one of them's neck.

As the palm-wide blade of the axe completely buried itself in the other's neck cavity, Mi Tianyue's figure appeared outside the window.

Without waiting for the corpse to fall, Mi Tianyue appeared close to the target, reaching out and pulling out the axe, and then swung it back, burying it in the brow of another man.

In just a few seconds, Mi Tianyue killed two people. The last opponent was clearly intimidated by Mi Tianyue's murderous aura, and stammered, "Friend…"

Before the man could finish his sentence, Mi Tianyue grabbed him by the neck.

With just a slight exertion, Mi Tianyue snapped the man's neck to the side.

Mi Tianyue took out his phone and called me. "Li Po, your mission cost me nearly thirty brothers. You have to pay for this."

"Ask Old Liu! We won't weasel out of it." I said into the phone, "Take off the masks of the leaders, I want to see who they are."

Mi Tianyue removed the masks of those men one by one. When Old Zuo saw the face of the man whose neck had been broken, he covered his face and knelt down.

I said coldly, "Now, isn't it time for you to give me an explanation?"

Old Zuo said in a mournful voice, "Master Li, let me die knowing why! If you weren't coming for me, why did you start killing people as soon as you came in?"

I said, "Because we encountered a ghost summoning souls across the street."

I told him about what happened on the road, and Old Zuo said with a wry smile, "So it was a misunderstanding!"

"Master Li, I'll give you an explanation right now."

According to the rules of the martial world, Old Zuo had to cut off at least one finger, otherwise, this misunderstanding couldn't be resolved.

Old Zuo drew a dagger from his body, raised it, and stabbed it straight towards his own throat.