"Ten people?" This sentence baffled Yang Xiao and his companions—how could there be ten people? Wasn't Yuan Ruoci considered a person?
Yang Xiao immediately checked the boxes carried up by Steward Wu's men. After counting, he was surprised to find that there were only ten boxes—one short.
Chang Chuchu and the others searched the room for any evidence that Yuan Ruoci had ever existed, yet shockingly, everything was gone—clothes, wooden hairpin, even the spare clothes and shoes prepared for changing, all had vanished.
Steward Wu sneered, "You claim another woman drowned during her bath, but where is the body? Even if we concede that someone did die, surely their clothes should have remained. It's not like she came here naked, did she?"
"Steward Wu," Lou Huixiang spoke up coldly, raising his hand to point at the damaged wooden tub, "Since you say only three women came with us, how do you explain these four wooden tubs?"
