"Yes, it's still here!" The innkeeper hastily exclaimed.
He was now counting on Gu Qingluan to save him and was very courteous to her.
Gu Qingluan asked him to bring the removed charcoal to take a look.
The innkeeper took two people to fetch the charcoal.
Xiao Jingye was afraid that he would slip away, so he sent guards to follow.
After a moment, a basket of silver-white charcoal was delivered.
Gu Qingluan picked up a piece of charcoal and said, "It's the same as the one used in the inn where we stay, it's also silver-thread charcoal."
"Is it poisonous?" Xiao Jingye asked in a deep voice.
"How is that possible? We have always used silver-thread charcoal here. If it were poisonous, how could we have been fine for so long?" The innkeeper immediately denied it, not wanting to be blamed for this.
