Li Ming was punished and bore a grudge against Shen Zhui. The head of the Li Family was plotting a counter-attack... these, Shen Zhui naturally was unaware of.
Even if he knew, he would likely only find out a month later.
At the moment, he was walking down the main street of the south of the city, carrying takeout delicacies from a restaurant, and rushing back home to see his foster father Shen Shan.
"Foster father, I'm back." Shen Zhui pushed the door but it didn't budge.
"Foster father went out to sell charcoal again." Seeing that no one was answering, Shen Zhui felt helpless and shook his head.
Ever since he had made some achievements in his cultivation and had become a sixth rank investigator, he was in fact considered a middle-class household in Heyuan city.
His salary was good, and his foster father no longer needed to labor, not to mention that Shen Zhui was quick at solving cases for Good Deeds, and would occasionally receive rewards; their home wasn't short of money.
