As Lowly as Grass

This trip had yielded considerable progress.

But whether there would be any further discoveries remained uncertain for now. That would have to wait for the men below to put in the painstaking work.

Considering that there might not be any breakthrough in the short term, Sun Shaozong pondered whether he should settle Wei Ruolan's case first on his way back to Dali Temple.

Otherwise, if the Long-Legged Princess Consort grew impatient and assumed he had enjoyed her and then refused to take responsibility, she might decide to fight to the death. Wouldn't that turn joy into sorrow?

Tsk~

He really should not have let lust cloud his judgment and fallen into this mess.

But if he truly had been able to restrain himself, how could his household have accumulated so many women?

No wonder being an upright official was difficult.

There were simply too many temptations in this world. Men as upright as Hai Rui were truly one in ten thousand—at least Sun Shaozong himself could never manage to be utterly impartial.

Ever since he had transmigrated, his willpower had only grown weaker. He could not control his mouth above or his "legs" below. He had truly disgraced the Party's years of education...

"Second Master."

Just as his thoughts habitually began to wander, Zhang Cheng, who was driving the carriage ahead, suddenly reported in a low voice, "The man up ahead looks like that thief from Tongde Hall!"

The thief from Tongde Hall?

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Wait!

Could it be...

Sun Shaozong was initially baffled, but then realization dawned on him—when Xia Jingui had set up that Honey Trap, had she not falsely claimed to be "Li Jinzhi, the eldest daughter of Tongde Hall"?

Then this so-called thief from Tongde Hall was most likely one