"Gentlemen, please come in!" Li Qing kept his posture as low as possible, restraining his blood and qi and aura as much as he could so as not to reveal his true martial cultivation.
The lead constable rested a hand on the saber at his waist and stepped inside. He looked over the furnishings and ornaments around him, then smiled lightly and nodded, saying:
"No need to be nervous, Blacksmith Li. It's nothing serious. We're merely here for some routine questioning."
This was within Li Qing's expectations. If some major matter truly involved him, they would not have simply come to question him at his door.
"Ask whatever you wish, gentlemen. I guarantee I'll answer everything I know!" Li Qing promised.
"Have you been frequenting the tavern next door lately?"
Upon hearing this question, Li Qing roughly understood why these men had come. He relaxed slightly inside, but his expression did not change as he answered, "That is true. Whenever I'm not busy, I like to go to the tavern for a few drinks."
The next moment, the constable produced the Wanted Poster that had been plastered all over the city.
"Then you should have seen this man?"
Li Qing stared at it for a moment and said with certainty, "I have. I saw him every time I went to the tavern. I never expected him to be the Star-Picking Divine Thief. What a surprise!"
Seeing how cooperative Li Qing was, the constable followed up, "Since you knew it was him, why didn't you go to the Prince's Estate and provide a clue? Could it be that you don't want the one hundred taels of silver?"
"Don't tell me you haven't even seen the Wanted Poster."
At once, several constables narrowed their eyes and fixed their gazes on Li Qing's