Eight-Star Mission: Martial Mu's Legacy!

After Ye Weiming produced the Imperial Sword and cowed the guard NPCs, he calmly said, "I am Ye Weiming, a fourth-rank constable of the Divine Constable Bureau. I have come here under orders to investigate a case, and I suspect this bedchamber contains clues. Continue guarding this place and make sure no one takes the chance to escape!"

Upon hearing this, one of the guards could not help raising his head and asking curiously, "May I ask what case you are investigating, sir?"

Slap! Before Ye Weiming could answer, an old soldier beside him smacked the back of his head, making the recruit stagger. The old soldier then immediately said to Ye Weiming with respect, "This subordinate understands!"

Ye Weiming nodded in satisfaction and led four people and a dog into the pavilion. Outside, the old soldier from earlier lowered his voice and lectured in a tone of exasperation, "If you want to live a little longer while serving in this imperial residence, remember this well: don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about!"

"The less you know, the safer you are!"

Ye Weiming and the others all possessed extraordinary hearing, so the soldiers' quiet discussion outside naturally did not escape their ears.

At this moment, Yin Bukui said, "Actually, I think that old soldier was wrong. Knowing more things means you can avoid danger and seek fortune when necessary. There's never anything wrong with that."

"So what he should have said is, 'The less other people know that you know, the safer you are.'"

Dao Mei could not help teasing him. "Xue Zhuan, do you know how that made me feel?"

Yin Bukui shook his head, indicating that he did not.

Dao Mei smiled. "Like I was listening to a tongue twister."

As they joked around, the five of