The city guards in the alley questioned a few passersby—who had returned home—and the bosses of the shops that were still open. They then went elsewhere; clearly, they didn't find anything.
At this moment, the commotion at the city gates remained huge. It hadn't subsided.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked on Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao's door.
"Who is it?" Jiang Baimian turned around and asked, not panicking at all.
"Me." Long Yuehong's voice came from outside.
Only then did Shang Jianyao walk over and open the door.
He and Jiang Baimian could sense two people outside the door, but they couldn't confirm their identities. All they could do was ask. This was because their attention had been completely focused on the alley, preventing them from grasping if the person who knocked had come from the opposite room.
After Long Yuehong entered the room, he fearfully asked, "Will they come here to investigate?"
