The bright moonlight shone on the old street. The bloodstained ground had been washed clean, and the broken bricks had been moved to the side of the road.
Dongfang Liren was slowly walking through the battle-scarred street, looking at the buildings on the street with a frown, as if she was thinking about something important that concerned the people.
Ye Jingtang was walking beside her. He didn't want to disturb Dumdum's thoughts, but after observing for a while, he couldn't figure out the reason for her frown. He asked, "Your Highness, what are you thinking about?"
Dongfang Liren wanted to do the same as Ye Jingtang when he investigated the murder case. From the marks on the ground and the walls, she wanted to deduce the positions and moves of the people who had fought.
