Because yesterday was the Lantern Festival, in order to allow the people to view the Yangcheng lanterns easily, the city gates were not shut, so you could leave the city at night.
For a beggar like Tian San, even if he won that much money, he was still powerless. The places he was familiar with were no longer safe for him. Taking advantage of the news not spreading, he would leave Yangcheng for some other place, change, and then begin his life anew. This was a very reasonable thought process.
However, Miss Jun frowned.
"You followed him?" she asked.
The man watching over the lantern shook his head.
"Manager Gao did not instruct me to do so," he said.
"Yes, I also did not instruct Manager Gao about that." Miss Jun’s eyebrows smoothed out and she nodded.
The man saw something flash in her eyes, and he lowered his head further to conceal his expression.
What did the young miss mean by that? Did she ask the wrong thing?
