The next day, he found that the copper lock slice, which he had always worn around his neck, was missing. He thought it might have fallen somewhere in his house, but after searching inside and out four or five times, he still couldn't find it.
Eventually, he wondered if it could have unintentionally fallen off when he was moving a body, so he secretly retraced his steps along that route several times. In the end, he never found it, never thinking that it would actually end up in Ninth Sister Yang's hands.
"How dare you!" Sister Jin scolded sharply, "My family's young lady has all kinds of lock pieces she could want; why would she covet your paltry copper lock slice?"
Yang Mengchen's entourage glared at Dai Qiangsheng with indignant fury, daring him to accuse the person they cared about most—it was simply courting death!
