Liao Min is the first to squat down and examine the dismembered leg. Not that there's much to it, besides some black wrapping around the calf, black curled toe boots, and what looks like it could be a piece of under robe around the knee.
"These are the clothes of Blood Crane retainers," she says, picking up the loose piece of fabric between her fingers and bringing it to eye-level. "Our retainers are hired workers from nearby villages, and not actual sect members, but they still have their own uniform."
Li Siqi sneers. "Are you sure that's all they are, 'workers'?" When Liao Min glares at her, she elaborates. "How come you recognize them from their inner robes and leg wrappings alone?"
Xi Zirui groans and steps in between the two of them. "Both of you are missing the point." He points at the bloodied limb. "Someone is missing a leg!"
They both have the decency to look cowed, but Xi Zirui doesn't put much stock in it lasting long.
