Chapter 1088: Storm Brewing, Turmoil Imminent

The atmosphere of grief among Yu Family members spread throughout the hall. Mu Zifan moved his gaze away from them, meeting the eyes of his father who nodded at him from not far away, and he sighed inaudibly.

Yu Shuo is the legitimate son of the newly prominent Yu Family in Beijing; the Yu Family has entered the Cabinet, and their status is no longer the same.

He is also the chief secretary of Prince Rong, the son-in-law of Yin Zhikun of the Yin family, as well as a disciple of the Xuanji Sect and a follower of Gu Jin.

Gu Jin of the Xuanji Sect has deep ties with the Darwin Family.

The complexities within this matter are immense; he must treat them with caution and prudence.

Today’s affairs in the Yin Family are merely a beginning; Beijing is about to fall into chaos, and the Mu Family cannot stand idly by.

Mu Zifan approached Gu Jin and, in a low voice, informed her of the tragedy that had previously befallen the Yin Family.

The head of the Yin Family, Yin Zhiqiang, Elder Yin Zhikun, Lady Fang Dani, and Yin Yufei are all dead, they died miserably, tortured to death after their cultivation was abolished.

The son of Yu Shuo and Yin Yufei, Yu Tianrui, was missing; his whereabouts unknown, his life or death uncertain.

The tragic incident that befell the Yin Family today was all caused by Han Yixuan.

She led a large group of high-level cultivators and Short Country Puppets to besiege the Yin Family and carried out a massacre.

Mu Zifan clenched his fist tightly, his voice heavy: "Even if Han Yixuan is a princess, without the approval of the person residing in Chen Palace, how would she dare to lead people to massacre the Yin family, to harm the family head, and Elder Yin?

Now, the Yin Family is left with only Yin Geping, but his cultivation has been abolished, making him a completely ordinary person, which is why he narrowly escaped death.

The Mingxin Sect loyal to the Yin family has lost more than half of its cultivators; from today on, the Yin Family is considered destroyed, even if outstanding cultivators from the collateral branches come forward, it may be impossible to recover from the losses of today."

By the end of his speech, even Mu Zifan couldn’t avoid a heavy tone, and his voice carried a sense of disappointment akin to "when rabbits are dead, foxes grieve for their kind."

Gu Jin squeezed her lightly held fingertips, narrowing her eyes, cold light shooting from her eyes toward Mu Zifan: "Why did the royal family target the Yin Family?"

She instinctively felt that the man before her knew something.

As a member of the Mu family, the sentiment of "when rabbits are dead, foxes grieve for their kind" was too strong.

Mu Zifan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Some matters, as a member of the Mu family, cannot be spoken by him.

These are matters of the Yin Family, not to be disclosed by his lips.

Mu Zifan raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping toward Yin Geping, who was kneeling in front of the four coffins, like a soulless puppet.

Seeing his struggle, Gu Jin refrained from further questioning.

The Yu family members huddled together, lost in infinite grief, while the crowd looked upon them with sympathy and pity.

Everyone knew that the fall of the Yin family was just the beginning.

The royal family has torn off their masks; who will be next to face their wrath is unknown.

A storm is brewing, Beijing is about to change.

Yu Shuo clung to his grieving parents, wailing in heartbreak. Gu Jin watched his helpless, desolate, and sorrowful appearance, feeling a wave of powerlessness strike her heart.

The royal family, she had never interacted with the Han family people.

Yet they had harmed her eldest disciple’s wife and child, causing him such suffering.

As Yu Shuo’s master, Gu Jin felt confused.

She really didn’t know what to do.

The overwhelming anger, yes!

The clamoring intent to kill, yes!

But more than that, bewilderment.

In fact, there was a faint thought budding from within.

To storm into Chen Palace, to find the man who manipulates the world at will, would that be justice for her disciple?

If so, from now on she would be unable to remain aloof, deeply entangled in the various forces of Beijing, and her future path would be beyond calculation.

Such action is not out of the question.

Just—