Sun Fu awoke in a daze, the world before him pitch black. He knew he had been blindfolded.
Chen Mu?!
What was that bizarre paper figure?
How could Chen Mu have such methods.
A cold voice suddenly rang out, "Why investigate Chen Mu?"
Sun Fu's heart skipped a beat. As expected, it was because of that scholar. He was just about to deny it when his eyes shifted, "It was Master Zuo who asked me to investigate."
Chen Mu and Zuo Sheng were in cahoots, but perhaps he could try to sow discord between them. There might still be a glimmer of hope for survival.
Crack!
Chen Mu indifferently retracted his hand from breaking the other's neck.
"Nonsense."
"The people in Chunfeng Tower weren't Zuo Sheng."
This man spoke no truths; asking more would only lead to being misled.
"Think carefully before you speak again," Chen Mu turned to look at the thief beside him, whose mouth was gagged, face pale, and trembling with fear.
...
Three days later, early morning.
