Ritual Supervision's sealed old cases, the vicious assassins, the Princely Heir to the Prince Jing Mansion.
One clue after another intertwined, yet they did not make the puzzle of truth any clearer... if anything, they made it even more obscured.
Was there really a problem with the Princely Heir?
What was the cause of the Wu Family tragedy, and why did the killer treat Lady Wu so maliciously?
Who was the killer?
After investigating all night, no answers were found; instead, more questions arose.
The Archive Room in the inner prison was deathly silent; the flame of the oil lamp burned steadily, as if the air itself had ceased to flow.
Not until the lampwick crackled and burst into tiny sparks did West Wind speak up in a low voice, "Sir, let's not touch this case for now. We'll wait for Lord Jin Zhu to return."
