I made the villain right.

Early in the morning, Wei Congya bought a group of maids and servants and brought them back to the mansion, and the mansion became lively.

The palace was bustling with people everywhere.

The servants were busy carrying some heavy boxes, cloths, furniture, etc. and placing them in designated locations.

The maids tidied the house skillfully. They took feather dusters and went to every corner of the room, cleaning the dusty corners.

In the courtyard, several servants and maids were working together to move potted plants, green plants and flowers, constantly adjusting their positions, striving to make the courtyard present an elegant scene.

Fanfu.

Fan Hua stood in the mansion, looking at the desolate and dilapidated scene before him. The scene of his own house being demolished emerged in his mind, and his face became increasingly gloomy.

After a while, he walked out of Fan Mansion and planned to go to Fumengxuan.

When he walked to the bulletin board on the street, he found many people gathered there, and the sound of people whispering and noisy discussions reached his ears.

A man stared at the wanted poster with Xu Wuchen's portrait on it and sighed, "Your Majesty in the past has become a traitor in one day. How unpredictable things are in this world."

"Yes, there are imperial guards throughout Kyoto searching with his portrait." said a chubby man.

"This search is much better than the last one, and it won't make the people panic and uneasy."

A man who looked like a scholar nodded and said, still holding a scroll in his hand, "Last time we searched, those soldiers were like wolves and tigers, breaking into people's homes without permission, and many families were disturbed for no reason. Now the search is still carried out by the same group of people, but their style is different. It can be seen that the higher-ups are doing something."

An old man nearby said, "I hope this turmoil will pass quickly. Kyoto can't stand this kind of turmoil anymore. The people can live a stable life soon."

Fan Hua stopped for a moment, glanced at the wanted poster, and then left.

In the shadows of the street corner, a figure quietly emerged.

The figure was tall and straight, yet somewhat tired. He was dressed in tattered clothes and wore a bamboo hat with its brim slightly pulled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. The man had a rough appearance, with thick eyebrows and small but sharp eyes, and he was observing his surroundings vigilantly.

He caught a glimpse of a group of imperial guards not far away, and immediately walked away into a dark alley.

Everyone in Fengyun Pavilion was on standby in the underground attic of Fumengxuan.

Du Xuan said to Fan Hua, "Pavilion Master, we have not found any trace of Xu Wuchen yet. It seems like he disappeared suddenly. Could he have left the capital?"

Disappeared suddenly? Fan Hua lowered his eyes to think, and suddenly thought of something, and a hint of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

He thought of how they had used human skin masks to evade Qin Yixian's entire search, and Xu Wuchen might hide in this way.

"Is it possible that he is wearing a human skin mask, just like we did back then, which is why we haven't been able to find him yet?"

Du Xuan heard this and looked solemn. "It's very possible. If that's the case, then it will be very difficult to investigate. Kyoto is so big. If he wants to hide, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack to find him."

"Yunchuan," Fan Hua turned to look at Yunchuan, who was standing tall and with sharp eyes, "Send someone to find out who in Kyoto can make human skin masks, and see if he can find any clues about Xu Wuchen."

"Okay." After receiving the order, Yunchuan turned around and left with a team of shadow guards.

Du Xuan was worried and said quickly, "I will go look for him with Yunchuan too."

Fan Hua shook his head gently and said calmly, "No, I have another task for you. Fu Meng Xuan is our foothold in Kyoto. You need to find someone to renovate Fu Meng Xuan, reopen it, and restore its former glory."

After saying this, he paused for a moment, and a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

"As for the Fan Mansion, let them get it done as soon as possible."

Fan Mansion is his and Shi Jin's home in Kyoto. It carries all their beautiful memories and is a bond that he cannot give up.

Du Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and a serious and solemn look appeared in his eyes as he said, "Yes, I will do it immediately."

Du Xuan left with a group of secret guards, and Fan Hua followed closely behind and left the underground pavilion.

As Fan Hua stepped into a street, he suddenly heard a noisy sound.

He looked up and saw chaos in front of Li's Rice Shop.

The guests were frightened and ran away in all directions, shouting one after another: "Ah, a monster is biting people, run away!"

Their faces were filled with horror and their eyes were filled with fear.

Some dropped the objects in their hands and ran away in panic.

Some pushed each other, fell down and then quickly got up to continue running for their lives.

In the panic, a little girl was pushed downstairs. The mother saw her child falling and shouted in fear and weakness: "My child, come and save her!"

When Fan Hua heard the shout, his expression frightened. When he was about to take action, someone got there first.

"It's her again." Fan Hua murmured softly, with a complex look in his eyes, including surprise, confusion, and a hint of inquiry.

At the critical moment, a whip was swung out quickly, and the long whip accurately wrapped around the little girl's waist. It tightened suddenly, instantly stopping the girl's falling momentum.

Then, a woman wearing a veil hat raised her arm slightly, exerted force from her wrist, and a long whip flew towards the little girl with it.

The girl fell steadily into the woman's arms, and the little girl burst into tears because she was too frightened.

Seeing this, the woman patted the little girl's back, as if to comfort her, and whispered, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"It's her again." Fan Hua murmured softly, with a complex look in his eyes, including surprise, confusion, and a hint of inquiry.

Fan Hua's gaze fell on the woman, as if he was thinking about something.

Why does this mysterious woman always appear at the critical moment?

Who is she and why is she approaching him?

He fell into deeper curiosity.

The girl's mother was stunned at first, then she immediately ran down from upstairs, came to the little girl, and cried, "Thank you, benefactor!"

Pedestrians on the street couldn't help but slow down their pace and cast looks of surprise and relief in this direction.

Inside the rice shop, creepy roars could be heard faintly, as if something terrible was wreaking havoc.

Fan Hua immediately came back to his senses, frowning, knowing what was inside. He gripped the sword at his waist tightly and walked into the rice shop with a sharp gaze.

This rice shop belongs to the Yunbo Marquis Mansion. There are secret guards arranged in the palace, who are currently dealing with the man-eating monster to avoid more casualties.

On the ground nearby, a man was curled up in pain, unfortunately his arm was bitten.

Blood continued to seep out from the wound, staining his clothes a glaring red. His lips trembled slightly due to the pain and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

Seeing that the monster was trapped for the time being, he ran and rolled to escape.

Inside the house, several secret guards moved swiftly and in perfect harmony. One of them found the right moment and threw out the chain, which accurately wrapped around the monster's body.

Immediately afterwards, other secret guards acted quickly, throwing out chains from different directions to tightly bind the monster.

The monster struggled frantically, occasionally uttering roars from its mouth. The chains were pulled with clanking sounds, and each sound seemed to hit people's heartstrings, which was terrifying.

The secret guards held on tightly, leaving bloody marks on their hands, for fear that this monster would hurt innocent people.

Fan Hua approached with a stern look in his eyes, showing his determination to kill. He clenched the sword in his hand and raised it high, ready to chop off the opponent's head.

A figure rushed in, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Fan Hua's wrist tightly, and Fan Hua's movements stopped abruptly.

"Don't hurt my son!" he roared, his voice filled with endless grief and indignation. His eyes were bloodshot with anger and anxiety. He stared at Fan Hua intently, as if his eyes wanted to devour Fan Hua.

Fan Hua looked at the old man who was holding him, frowned slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

Someone in the crowd outside recognized the old man and immediately walked up to him, saying anxiously, "Brother Wang, your son suddenly went crazy and bit people, turning into a scary monster. People caught him to prevent him from hurting anyone. You have a disabled leg, so you'd better stay away to prevent him from hurting you too."

Lao Wang's body suddenly stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look at his son who was locked with iron chains.

The once familiar face was now extremely hideous. His son's skin had turned gray, and purple blood vessels covered his face like earthworms. His mouth was covered in blood. Suddenly he opened his mouth and let out a roar. Every struggle was accompanied by a terrifying murderous aura.

Lao Wang's lips trembled slightly, his eyes were full of pain, tears were welling up in his eyes but he tried hard to hold them back.

"Brother Xu, I think this man wants to kill my son. He's my only child! I can't just watch him get killed!"

His lips trembled slightly, but the strength in his hands did not diminish at all, and he still held Fan Hua's arm tightly.

"He was fine when he left home in the morning. How did he suddenly become like this? Even if he is ill, you can't kill him. He is my son. I gave him his life. Don't even think of killing him."

Lao Wang's body was trembling slightly, but he was unquestionably firm.

Lao Wang suddenly let go of Fan Hua's hand, his eyes moistened, and he knelt down and begged, "Sir, please don't give up on him, okay? Find a doctor to treat him, maybe his illness can be cured."

Seeing this, Brother Xu also quickly followed suit and pleaded: "Brother Wang is a very filial child. He has difficulty walking and is taken care of by his son. If his son dies, Brother Wang will be afraid of death. Please don't kill him. We are thinking of other ways."

The onlookers were moved by the father-son love and begged, "Please show some mercy, old man. Maybe there is a way to cure this child's illness."

Seeing this, the secret guards in the palace didn't know what to do, so they asked Fan Hua for his opinion: "Prince, what should we do?"

When everyone saw that the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of them was the prince, they were shocked for a moment, and then they started talking about it like a boiling pot.

"Is he the prince?" A young man in white stared at Fan Hua with a sharp gaze, his face full of confusion.

"I have seen several princes in Kyoto, but I have never seen this one before!" A middle-aged man in brocade clothes looked at Fan Hua in confusion, and shook the folding fan in his hand lightly.

The beautiful lady beside him stared at Fan Hua carefully. A glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly realized, "Hey, he looks so familiar. He is Fan Hua, the leader of Fengyun Pavilion who was wanted by the whole city some time ago."

A pretty woman in yellow had her eyes light up all of a sudden, as if she had solved a puzzle: "Ah, so he is the prince of the Shengqing Palace who just showed up!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked, and as if they were under a spell, they knelt down and saluted in the direction of Fan Hua, shouting, "Your Highness the Crown Prince."