Under Xia Zheng's pressure, Li Chang carried out his duties with unprecedented efficiency, rushing to the yamen without a moment's rest; he called out for the secretary and all the yamen staff even before he had the chance to sit down and rest. Despite inquiring at length, nobody knew that the Fuman Building had been burglarized the previous night.
Li Chang scratched his head, having lived a good part of his life and spent not an insignificant amount of time in Zhuma Town. He had truly never heard of anyone so short-sighted as to dare steal from the Fuman Building.
But if not because the Fuman Building was robbed, why else would Young Master Xia be so angry, even sending his trusted aide to have him make an arrest?
While he was pondering, a seemingly insignificant government official timidly stepped forward from a corner, whispering, "Sir, I have heard something, but I am unsure whether or not it should be said."
