Creak.
The door opened.
The person ahead showed her his back. Lu Jingzhi stared at him for a moment, then stepped inside without hesitation.
Incense burned in the room.
The scent was strong.
Stronger than the fragrance of flowers outside, so much so that even through the handkerchief tied over her nose, she sneezed.
So fragrant.
There was a faint smell of blood mixed in the scent.
Faint, almost dissipating.
A thought crossed her mind.
So, the man whom the servant just shouted for, Sir, was not actually dead but had suffered a significant injury.
"My name is Mu Sui." The Sir nodded slightly, introducing himself to Lu Jingzhi.
"What do you want with me?"
He smiled, "Well, weren't you the one visiting the Mu Family Mansion first?"
Lu Jingzhi touched her nose.
Such a tactful response.
"But in truth, I do have something to discuss with you."
Immediately, Lu Jingzhi touched the hilt of her dagger through her sleeve.
