Yesiming looked cold and stepped forward to confirm the assassin's neck.

"You're a **** to live, but a dead end." He sneered.

He turned around and went out, and the hunters who were just chasing the figure came back in a hurry.

"Master Hou, that man was so quick to let him run away, the subordinates only found this!"

A broken arrow was presented to Ye Siming by both hands.

He lowered his eyes, picked up his slender and fair fingertips, and looked unruly.

Yesiming narrowed his eyes slightly, took the arrow near the tip of his nose, and sniffed it.

Then the broken arrow was thrown to the ground by him.

Chu Kuai was surprised: "Master Hou, this is the evidence, you don't want it anymore?"

Ye Siming looked at him coldly, and Hu Kuai felt his eyes, and suddenly felt that he was talking too much.

Yesiming said: "There are no emblems on the arrows, and they have no features. There are thousands of similar arrows in the capital, what kind of evidence?"

However, he almost knew who it was.

Chu Kuai bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "This subordinate is too talkative!"

The rest of the arresters quickly caught up: "Master Hou, what should I do with the dead assassin?"

After all, Ye Siming lifted his boots and left, and everyone could only face his back and see him off respectfully.

…

In the afternoon, the Song family was quiet.

Suddenly, the door of their house was kicked open!

The doorman was hit by a broken wooden board and fell to the ground with a bang.

The servants of Song Mansion hurriedly gathered around.

"Who are you! Why are you breaking into our mansion in broad daylight!"

"I recognize him, this is Yongye Hou! Go and tell the master and the young master!"

Yesiming walked forward slowly, leisurely, as if pacing in his own yard.

As he approached, the servants all stepped back, vigilant, but did not dare to step forward.

General Song Quan was talking to Song Qiyuan in the house.

"Although I failed to assassinate the fifth prince this time to vent your anger for your sister, at least he and the princess were embarrassed for a while, at least to relieve their anger!"

Song Qiyuan's handsome face also had a trace of indignation: "The eldest sister was turned into a nun by the little princess, this time, it's just a small punishment and a big admonition, next time, they will not be like this lucky."

As soon as Song Qiyuan finished speaking, the housekeeper stumbled in.

"Master, Young Master, it's not good! The Hou Yongye has come into our mansion with murderous aura!"

"What?!" Song Quan hurriedly responded.

How could Song Qiyuan stop him, hatred and excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Dad, Ye Siming came just in time. I suffered a loss from him and was humiliated by him in every possible way. Now he dares to break into our mansion. Go and meet him, this is what he found himself!"

After all, Song Qiyuan took his father's silver dragon spear, turned around and went out.

Song Quan was a little worried, frowned and said, "You have to be careful, Yongye Hou is superb, ruthless, don't get hurt."

"Don't worry, Dad, there are so many experts in the mansion, if he wants to find trouble, he can only find his own way!"

Watching Song Qiyuan's back leave, Song Quan also temporarily felt at ease.

He looked around, but did not see Ye Siming.

Damn, he ran away after hitting someone! ?

How could he know that at this moment, on the tall rockery behind him, there was a cold and sarcastic voice——

"Are you looking for me?"