"Is there anyone else besides Tang Ming?" Yan Mo continued to ask.
"No, this matter is too big, we dare not let too many people know." Qin Qi shook her head, the fewer people aware of this, the better for them. That's why they didn't dare tell many people. If they weren't worried about being tracked down because of their identities purchasing tickets, they wouldn't tell anyone.
"It's not Tang Ming," the man said with firmness in his voice.
"Why couldn't it be him? We staked him out for several days and discovered him run to a courtyard beside the old Xì yuán and didn't leave until nightfall. He even carried a smell of Yin Qi." Xia Yue purposely said when she heard him speak up.
"I said it's not him." The man glared ominously at Xia Yue and others, his eyes filled with fierceness.
Intimidated by his vigor, Xia Yue hid behind Yan Mo immediately.
She thought to herself: I've been too glib. This guy clearly isn't someone to be trifled with, and yet here I was making jokes.
