Children of Loulan

Chapter 424 The Mysterious Killer Organization

Upon hearing this, Keremu couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter was as loud as a bell, echoing all around: "Hahahahaha, good, my son! I believe that you will live up to my expectations. When you succeed, I will definitely hand this sword to you personally in the future!" After saying that, he patted Muzepal's shoulder lovingly.

The father and son smiled at each other, then walked side by side, talking excitedly as they walked briskly into the distance.

At this time, Adi beside him also bowed respectfully to Ziya and said, "Uncle Ya, I will take my leave first. The homework assigned by the teacher today has not been completed yet, so I have to go back and study hard."

Ziya smiled and nodded, agreeing: "Well, go quickly, kid! Study is the most important thing, don't waste your time."

Muzepal seemed to have suddenly remembered something important, and hurriedly said to his father: "Oh, father, I happened to hear some rumors in the academy recently. It is said that a mysterious assassin organization has quietly emerged among the people. This organization specializes in collecting money to eliminate disasters for people. No matter who the target person is or what position he is in, as long as the employer is willing to pay the price and show up to commission, even if the person to be assassinated is an official of the court, once they accept the order, within fifteen days, the designated person will definitely die!"

Upon hearing this, Keremu's face suddenly changed, his brows knitted tightly together, his eyes flashing with disbelief and anger: "What kind of assassin organization dares to be so bold and reckless that they can assassinate an official appointed by the imperial court at will?"

Muzepal, who was standing by, lowered his head slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face, and said slowly: "Father, I don't know much about this assassin organization. When I first heard this rumor, I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a rumor. After all, killing an official of the imperial court is not a trivial matter. If the matter is exposed, it will inevitably lead to a large-scale encirclement and pursuit by the imperial court. I don't think any assassin organization would be willing to take such a big risk easily."

However, Muzepal changed the subject and continued, "However, today, on my way back from outside, I happened to hear someone mention this mysterious assassin organization again. Out of curiosity, I went up to ask that person. According to that person, this assassin organization is quite strange. They will accept all tasks from all over the world except those within the capital."

Hearing this, Keremu asked suspiciously, "You don't want to accept orders from the capital? This is a bit strange..."

Muzepal nodded and replied, "Yes, father. However, in my opinion, perhaps it is because they do not want to reveal their whereabouts and identities too early, so as not to arouse the vigilance and attention of the court. Therefore, they choose to temporarily avoid the sensitive place of the capital and focus on taking over tasks in other regions, so as to gradually enhance their own fame and influence."

"Moreover, in this bustling and bustling capital, there live many people of high status and fame. The residences of these dignitaries are often heavily guarded. Not only do they have a large number of guards to guard their homes, but the homes of those officials who hold important positions and high positions are even equipped with guards with high martial arts skills. With such strict security measures, if they fail to successfully complete the mission after accepting an order, then their hard-earned reputation will be greatly negatively affected."

Keremu nodded slightly after hearing this, expressing his agreement: "Well, what you said is absolutely right. But don't worry too much about this matter, your father will arrange people to investigate it carefully. Remember, when you see your mother later, don't mention these unimportant things, just accompany her well."

Muzepal nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, I know!" As soon as he said that, he ran forward like a happy little bird. He shouted at the top of his voice, "Mother, mother, your child is back!"

Hanguli, who was in the house, heard her son's familiar voice and came out of the house with joy. However, before she could finish her words, a figure rushed to her like a gust of wind and threw himself into her arms in an instant. The young man said excitedly, "Mother, I miss you so much!"

Hanguli patted his back gently, her gentle voice like the warm spring breeze: "My child, mother misses you all the time, come here and let mother take a good look at you!"

Muzepal heard his mother's affectionate words and slowly loosened his arms. Hanguli gazed at her son, who had grown into a handsome young man, with eyes full of doting and love, and murmured, "Well... my son, you have grown as tall as your mother, but you seem to be thinner and your skin has become darker!" When she saw that her beloved son was a little thinner than when he left home last time, Hanguli couldn't help but reveal a trace of heartache in her eyes.

However, Muzepal did not care and said to his mother with a smile: "Oh, mother, you don't know, I have been concentrating on practicing martial arts and swordsmanship during this period, how can I be as fat as before! Look, my body is now full of strong tendon meat!" As he said, he raised his arms excitedly to show his mother the well-defined, firm and strong muscles.

Seeing this, Hanguli couldn't help but chuckle, stretched out her hand and gently grasped her son's strong wrist, and said softly: "Okay, okay, mother knows that my baby son has grown up and become strong and brave!"

At this moment, Muzepal suddenly looked behind his mother and looked around curiously, but he did not see the expected figure. So he asked in confusion: "Hey, mother, where are my elder brother and younger sister? Why don't they come out to greet me?"

Hanguli sighed softly, frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "Alas, your great-grandmother Wang is getting weaker and weaker. Look, she is sick again. Your eldest brother is serving her medicine with all his heart and dare not slack off for a moment. As for your little sister, I'm afraid she is still sleeping and hasn't woken up yet."

When Muzepal heard this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face. He opened his mouth wide and asked in disbelief, "Ah? Why is the great-grandmother sick again? Wasn't it just a short time since she was sick last time?"

Hanguli nodded slightly, patted Muzepal's shoulder, and said gently: "Yes, it's like this when people get old, it's inevitable that they will have more illnesses. But fortunately, the illness is not too serious this time, and she should recover soon if she takes good care of herself. It's a coincidence that you just came back. Come with me to visit her tomorrow."

Muzepal nodded without hesitation and replied, "Okay, everything is up to mother. Then I'll go find my younger sister first." Before he finished speaking, he turned around impatiently and strode towards the door.

Seeing this, Hanguli shouted: "Hey, slow down, your little sister is still asleep! Don't wake her up rashly."