"This person is really long-winded..."
A moment later, Gu Jingzhang finally couldn't bear Fang Zhixing's constant nagging and turned to leave.
He walked straight to the corner.
A short, dark-skinned youth was waiting there for him.
"Is it him?"
Gu Jingzhang asked the dark-skinned youth in a low voice.
This person was none other than the waiter from the Wind Thunder Camp's Bright Moon Inn.
He had personally attended to Fang Zhixing.
The dark-skinned youth had been carefully observing Fang Zhixing for a while and shook his head, "No, that person does not look like this. He is also shorter and thinner."
Hearing this, Gu Jingzhang thought to himself that it was indeed so.
He breathed a sigh of relief, having completely ruled out Fang Zhixing as a suspect.
The party grew more lively.
After finishing a cup of wine, Fang Zhixing walked over to the wine table and refilled his jug.
"Have you heard? The Prefectural Governor's second son, Luo Tanzhi, is taking a concubine."
