Soon, Lin Mo's figure appeared in front of the towering gate of the Presidential Palace like a ghost.

This mansion was once the residence of the president and carries countless glory and majesty.

However, times have changed, and now the President has moved into the imperial city, which symbolizes supreme power.

This place became the residence of a group of high-ranking officials, including the eldest son.

At this time, the night was already dark.

Except for the guards on duty who were still sticking to their posts, most people in the Presidential Palace were immersed in sweet dreams and the palace was silent.

Lin Mo's soul was like a breeze, passing through the solid door and wall without any hindrance, and quietly sneaked into an extremely luxurious room.

In the room, a large and eye-catching bed is clearly visible.

There was a slight snoring sound coming from the room.

Lin Mo raised his eyes and saw several men and women entangled together on the bed.

Several people had disheveled clothes and their bodies were crossed, and the air was filled with an ambiguous and lazy atmosphere.

In the middle is a young man.

His face was fair, yet revealed a bit of unruliness.

It was exactly the target of Lin Mo’s trip—the eldest son.

There were several young and beautiful women around him.

They either lean against each other lazily or snuggle up to each other coquettishly.

The skin that was not covered by the quilt, in the dim light, revealed a hint of spring light that made one's blood boil.

There was a strange and luxurious smell in the air.

It was a smell mixed with spices, fine wine, and the scent of men and women.

Just by smelling it, one can feel the absurdity that had happened in this room before.

Lin Mo was shocked when he saw this scene.

"I've long heard that this young master is a playboy. Seeing him today, I can see that what he said is true."

At this moment, the eldest son on the bed seemed to have sensed something.

His eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and a hint of alertness flashed in his eyes.

Then he sat up and shouted, "Who is it?"

The sound resounded like thunder in the silent room.

The women on the bed were all awakened by the sudden shout.

They sat up with puzzled expressions and asked in a tender voice, "Master, what's wrong? What happened?"

The eldest son did not answer, but frowned and glanced around with hawk-like eyes.

But the room was empty, with nothing in it except them.

Lin Mo's lips curled into a sneer.

I didn't expect that this playboy was so alert.

As soon as he thought about it, the vicious little ghost that he had previously suppressed with secret methods was immediately released.

The little ghost was originally bound by Lin Mo's talisman.

The moment he was free, his hideous true form suddenly revealed.

It had a green face, fangs, and red eyes. It let out a strange cry that was sharp and piercing, and pounced viciously at the eldest son.

When the women on the bed saw this horrific scene, their faces turned pale with fright.

Their eyes widened in horror and their bodies trembled.

Then, a piercing scream broke the silence of the night.

"Ah! There's a ghost!"

When the eldest son saw this, he was shocked and angry, and was about to stand up to resist.

But the little ghost was extremely fast and had already pounced in front of him.

He had no chance to resist. The little ghost turned into a puff of black smoke and instantly penetrated into his body.

The eldest son suddenly showed a look of pain, and his originally fair face became distorted and hideous.

His eyes were wide open, as if about to pop out of their sockets, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

He waved his hands in the air, trying to grab the invisible source of pain, but it was in vain.

The women were frightened and fled in all directions.

Some of them didn't even have time to put on their shoes, and ran out of the room barefoot, shouting, "Help! Help!"

The hurried footsteps and shouts intertwined together, making the room even more chaotic.

Lin Mo ignored these women and just glanced coldly at the young master with wide-open eyes and a ferocious look on his face.

With a cold snort, he turned and walked out.

His figure gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only chaos and fear in the room.

Not long after, screams were heard from several other rooms in the Presidential Palace.

People died suddenly one after another, and their deaths were horrific.

Soon, all those who knew about this matter died under Lin Mo's thundering means.

Even those confidants of Commissioner Zhao were dealt with one by one by Lin Mo during this night.

Their deaths have cast the presidential palace even further under the shadow of death.

Soon, the lights in the Presidential Palace were on, as bright as day.

A team of fully armed guards rushed into the eldest son's room, holding spears and looking nervous.

However, when they saw the other party's face was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and he was dead, they couldn't help but gasp.

"The eldest son...is dead!"

I don't know who said this, but there was a hint of trembling and fear in the voice.

Suddenly, a feeling of panic spread.

Everyone realized that something was wrong. The eldest son had died in such a strange way, and that person would definitely be blamed.

By then, everyone will be in trouble!

"Quickly seal off the entire presidential palace and don't allow anyone to go out!"

The leading officer shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding in the corridors of the Presidential Palace.

His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and soaking his collar.

He hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and shouted the order again.

"Call the Imperial City immediately and tell them of the eldest son's death!"

The other guard woke up as if from a dream, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of panic.

He didn't care about anything else, turned around quickly, and ran to convey the order with staggering steps.

"Everyone, stay in the house and don't go out! If the murderer gets away, the whole family will be buried with the eldest master!"

The solemn atmosphere became increasingly heavy, as if an invisible haze was covering the entire presidential palace, making it hard to breathe.

Orders were issued one after another like snowflakes, and the entire Presidential Palace was suddenly in chaos.

The guards were ready for battle, holding weapons in hand, blocking all exits.

The maids were panicked and hid in the corner, trembling.

The servants looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

The entire presidential palace was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Everyone knows that when that person arrives, they will probably be greeted by the wrath of thunder!

When a common man gets angry, blood splatters ten steps away.

When the emperor is angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles!

This is not just empty talk. In this vortex of power, if you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces.

Not long after, the eldest son's body was carried out and placed in the hall.

A white cloth gently covered his body.

There were several dead bodies lying beside him.

All of their faces were distorted, with expressions of pain and fear on their faces.

Their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before they died.

Just then, a middle-aged man in casual clothes and with a dignified demeanor walked slowly towards them.

He walked with a steady step and his eyes were deep and sharp, which made people feel awe involuntarily.

Behind him, there was an old man with white hair and a youthful face.

The old man was dressed in a long robe, with an immortal look, and his every move showed the demeanor of a master.

It was Yang Yunchan, the imperial tutor of the previous dynasty!