The woman was in a state of panic and fear, asking apprehensively, "Who's there?"
The old procuress pointed with her chin at the dead assassin. Lin Suqing could only see her side profile, the sagging skin on her neck, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, which made her profile seem as if it was being pulled taut. And the out-of-place humpback nose made her look somewhat like a cunning and evil old witch under such circumstances.
"First, tell me who that person is. Explain everything from the beginning to the end."
Following where the old procuress pointed, the woman couldn't help but look again at the assassin, who had been inexplicably killed. She swallowed hard and said, "He's an assassin hired by our old lady."
Fu Gui drew a smoking pipe from his waist and took some tobacco from his bag to stuff into it. After lighting the smoking pipe with a flint, he attended to the old procuress.
