The middle-aged guard's expression shifted, his eyes flickering, but he still forced himself to speak.
"Sir, don't... don't falsely accuse us... we, we were just worried that the medicinal herbs drying inside the estate would be stolen, so we posted a few more guards at the gate."
"As for those horses... a caravan delivering medicinal herbs left them here."
Su Fei pressed him relentlessly.
"So now it's a caravan delivering medicinal herbs?"
"When I asked you just now, you said the estate master wasn't here. Now you say there was a caravan delivering medicinal herbs. If the caravan came while the estate master was away, who handled the handover? Don't you find your own words contradictory?"
The middle-aged guard was left speechless. Cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and he quietly took a step back.
The younger guards beside him immediately caught his meaning and put their hands back on their saber hilts. The atmosphere instantly grew tense.
Lei Wu and the Imperial Guards immediately went on alert as well, drawing their Spring Embroidered Sabers and facing off against the guards.
Watching the guards' little movements, Su Fei had already reached a judgment.
Every sign pointed to it.
This East Island Estate was no ordinary medicinal herb estate.
There was definitely something seriously wrong with their medicinal herb dealings with Li Qinghe.
Having questioned them this far, Su Fei naturally would no longer stand on ceremony with these guards.
As an Imperial Guard, he had no need to stand on ceremony either.
The Imperial Guard had its own way of solving problems.
True essence gathered in Su Fei's palm. Without waiting for the middle-aged guard to start babbling again,
he struck out with a palm!
A golden, dragon-shaped surge of energy burst forth.
Bang!
The wind from his palm howled,