Lei Jiao's furious roar exploded through the shop, making the goods on the shelves hum and rattle. A few small trinkets even fell off.
Many customers jumped at the sudden shout. They frowned, their faces full of displeasure.
They opened their mouths, ready to rebuke her.
But when they saw the matching uniforms of the guards behind Lei Jiao, they swallowed their words and hurriedly shut their mouths.
The guards looked stern. They wore finely made standard-issue armor bearing the crest of Primordial Sea City on the chest—the exclusive uniform of the City Lord's Mansion Guard Army.
Anyone who could bring the City Lord's Mansion Guard Army along had to be someone important in the City Lord's Mansion.
The shopkeeper, a portly Thunder Eel, heard the commotion and hurried out from the back room.
With a humble smile plastered across his face, he approached Lei Jiao, bowing and scraping.
"Madam, what an honor to have you visit. What brings you to my humble shop?"
Faced with the immensely powerful City Lord's Wife, he had no choice but to show the utmost respect.
Lei Jiao's eyes bulged, bloodshot and round.
"My brother Lei Xiaozi's life tablet shattered! Wasn't he working at your shop? Why is he dead?"
Her voice was sharp and shrill, brimming with barely restrained rage.
The shopkeeper's heart sank. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
Lei Xiaozi was dead?
"Madam, please believe me! I truly know nothing about this! Manager Lei Xiaozi hasn't come to the shop in three months."
Just then, the maid who had served Jiang Ping An spoke up timidly.
"But... the manager did come back just now. He told me to fetch a batch of goods from the storeroom, then left in a hurry after taking them. It was just before you came in,