Although Yuan Muye couldn't empathize, as a mortal, he was pained to see the once beautiful world become what it was now.

　　"What evidence do you have? If you don't have any evidence, aren't you afraid of retribution for wrongly accusing the Heavenly Dao like this?"

　　Yuan Muye whispered to the King of Hell.

　　Actually, from the moment Li Moli told him that everything was just a game set up by the Heavenly Dao, he had begun to have doubts.

　　At that time, he didn't completely believe Li Moli's words, fearing that Li Moli was deceiving him, but now even the King of Hell, who governs the underworld, was saying this, so things couldn't be that simple.

　　"Haven't you noticed that those upper gods have already infiltrated your circle?" The King of Hell stared at Yuan Muye with a deep gaze.

　　Yuan Muye was immediately stunned; he really didn't know about this.

　　If there were gods around him, how could he not know?

　　Could the King of Hell be trying to fool him?

　　However, since they had already spoken so frankly, what need did the King of Hell have to deceive him?

　　"Do you know who it is?" Yuan Muye asked tentatively.

　　"I can't tell you exactly who it is yet, but it's someone close to you."

　　The King of Hell responded with just that.

　　Yuan Muye found it strange; why couldn't he just tell him directly?

　　Being left with half the story was truly frustrating.

　　If it weren't someone close to him, it would be one thing, but the problem was that it *was* someone close to him, and he had a hard time accepting that.

　　But he had no choice but to accept it, as they had already infiltrated his circle.

　　"So, what is the purpose of you finding me this time? It shouldn't be just to have me create a new world with you, right!" Yuan Muye didn't dwell on the matter too much and immediately changed the subject.

　　Speaking of which, Yuan Muye also found it strange; he and the King of Hell had been separated for quite some time. During that time, the King of Hell hadn't looked for him or caused him any trouble, so where had the King of Hell been?

　　"I want you to give up Yun City." The King of Hell blurted out.

　　The moment he heard this, Yuan Muye thought he had misheard; give up Yun City? How could that be possible?

　　He had guarded Yun City for so long, and he definitely wouldn't be able to accept giving it up just like that.

　　"What are you joking about? How could I possibly give up Yun City?" Yuan Muye directly stated his thoughts.

　　The King of Hell didn't say any nonsense and directly said, "Even if you risk your old life, you won't be able to hold onto Yun City."

　　Hearing his resolute tone, Yuan Muye still felt somewhat sad.

　　The King of Hell must have known something; otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing.

　　"If you know something, just tell me directly; why beat around the bush?" Yuan Muye said somewhat unhappily.

　　As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Hell stood up, seemingly unwilling to say any more.

　　"You will soon understand. As for the two people who died in the hotel, the murderer is someone else."

　　After leaving these words behind, the King of Hell disappeared directly in front of Yuan Muye.

　　Yuan Muye suddenly felt like a million alpacas were stampeding through his mind; every time he spoke, he only said half of what he meant, leaving the other half for him to guess. He wasn't a deity; how could he possibly guess?

　　Now, there were only him and the woman left in the room.

　　The woman looked at Yuan Muye with a smile that was not quite a smile, and said, "The King of Hell has already said enough. As for how much you can comprehend, that's up to you. If you can comprehend it sooner, it will be beneficial to you."

　　"Tell me who the murderer is!" Yuan Muye knew that even if he asked the woman about other things, she wouldn't tell him, so he might as well ask for some clues about the murderer.

　　Unsurprisingly, the woman didn't directly tell him who the murderer was, but she did leave him some clues.

　　With clues, although he couldn't find the murderer with one hundred percent certainty, the odds were much greater.

　　"Yuan Muye, I look forward to seeing you next time. I hope that when I see you again, you won't be as foolish as you are today."

　　The woman said with a smile, and like the King of Hell, she disappeared directly in front of him.

　　Yuan Muye sat on the sofa for a long time before he came back to his senses and got up to leave the room.

　　Qi Feng and the others, who were waiting at the staircase, immediately walked forward to ask when they saw Yuan Muye come out, "Deputy Director Yuan, how did it go?"

　　Yuan Muye sighed helplessly, casually made up an excuse to gloss over it, and then told Qi Feng the clues the woman had left him, asking him to send people to find someone according to the clues.

　　Qi Feng didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately sent people to look for them.

　　The boss was very worried that they hadn't caught the murderer. The hotel already had little business, and it was rare for guests to check in, but something like this happened, so it would probably be even harder for anyone to stay here in the future.

　　"You must catch the murderer!" The boss said worriedly.

　　After Yuan Muye comforted the boss with a few words, he directly took his men and left.

　　After leaving the hotel, they split up.

　　"Master, where are we going next?" Zhou Yike asked softly.

　　"Disciple, would you like to greatly improve your strength in a short period of time?"

　　Yuan Muye looked at Zhou Yike with a serious expression and asked.

　　Zhou Yike nodded and said somewhat excitedly, "I dream of improving my strength."

　　"Good, then I will take you to a place now."

　　Afterward, Yuan Muye took Zhou Yike to a shanty town.

　　Many people lived in the shanty town, making it very lively.

　　Zhou Yike found it somewhat strange and didn't understand why Yuan Muye would bring her to this kind of place?

　　"Master, why did you bring me here? Could it be that I can improve my strength here?" Zhou Yike thought it was unlikely.

　　After all, apart from the large number of people, there was nothing special about this place.

　　"Yes, I'm taking you to see someone."

　　Yuan Muye said calmly.

　　A few minutes later, Yuan Muye took Zhou Yike to the front of a bungalow.

　　The bungalow looked somewhat dilapidated, and the peeling paint seemed to be telling the story of the house.

　　Walking into the yard, Zhou Yike smelled a strange smell, and she subconsciously covered her nose and muttered softly, "It stinks."

　　"You'll get used to it." Yuan Muye didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

　　Zhou Yike had been pampered since she was a child, so how could she stand such a smell, let alone get used to it?

　　However, Yuan Muye was her master, so she couldn't say anything.

　　"Old Zhou, are you home?" Yuan Muye called out.

　　Soon, a voice came from the house.

　　"I'm here, who is it?"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, a somewhat hunched figure walked out of the house. When he saw that it was Yuan Muye, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

　　"Deputy Director Yuan, it's you! What brings you here today?"

　　"I came specifically to see you. I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything. Please forgive me."

　　The old man smiled so much that his mouth couldn't close: "How could that be? Come in quickly!"

　　Yuan Muye and Zhou Yike followed the old man into the house. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yuan Muye got down to business: "Old Zhou, is your son home?"