When night fell, the surroundings were exceptionally quiet.
The few bailiffs on duty at the government office last night had a nightmare. No one dared to sleep again that night. They were all squeezed in the servant's room, waiting for Li Chu to make a move.
Li Chu was alone in the mortuary, meditating as he looked at the undamaged corpse.
Although he was in the morgue, his heart's eye technique had already covered the streets nearby.
As long as a trace of Yin Qi was revealed, it would not be able to escape his detection.
Silence.
After an unknown period of time, a faint voice suddenly broke the silence.
Drip, drip.
It was the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.
It seemed to be a little far, but Li Chu had already moved.
He stood up, took a step, and disappeared from where he was. Suddenly, there were two flashes.
Outside the courtyard wall.
Under the hazy moonlight, there was a wet shadow.
