Everyone jumped, seeing that Jiang Shu had unexpectedly been standing at the main entrance without anyone noticing.
Everyone had been too engrossed in the uproar to notice his arrival.
His gaze, cold and clear, swept over the gathered crowd: "Are you putting on a performance here at the gate?"
His tone was calm, but his displeasure had penetratingly reached everyone, causing them all to shiver, including the old Madam.
The atmosphere was tense, one could even hear the rustling of leaves in the wind.
The old Madam stepped forward to smooth things over: "Shushu, we've just sent off Mother Xia from the Palace. I heard you went to the Dali Temple this morning, what for?"
Responding to the old Madam's question, Jiang Shu's face relaxed slightly: "It was concerning the previous assassination attempt, there have been some leads. The Dali Temple asked me to come and take a look."
