Jiang Qiao spoke with utter bluntness.
Cui Hao's gaze sharpened.
But a courteous smile soon returned to his face. "You must be joking, sir. Cui knows that what happened just now angered you both."
"This was Cui's fault."
"You two have come from afar. Cui should have shown you the hospitality of a host."
"My men were thoughtless and offended you both."
"I truly apologize."
"How about this."
"If you do not mind, you may stay at my humble residence for a couple of days."
"Cui will certainly give you an explanation."
He glanced at Shen Boxia again. "Young Master Shen, Spring City has seen quite a few incidents recently. I have been overwhelmed, so I acted too rashly. I hope you can forgive me."
"As for the Holy Disciples Society."
"I have absolutely nothing to do with them. Please do not listen to others trying to sow discord."
Having said that.
He turned a sharp gaze toward the bearded man.
"A Qing!"
"I have always treated you well. Why are you trying to frame me?"
At those words.
A Qing's face went pale, and he was about to speak.
"Enough."
"You're all old foxes, so why put on this Liaozhai act?" Jiang Qiao interrupted them boredly.
"Now."
"I ask, you answer."
"What did the Holy Disciples Society have you doing in the city?"
He could not be bothered to exchange empty pleasantries with the man and pressed him directly.
He had questioned A Qing on the way here. Sure enough, just as he had expected, the man knew nothing when asked.
He only knew that the higher-ups had ordered them to cooperate with Cui Hao.
Cui Hao had told them to capture people, which was the origin of the disappearances in the city. As for where those captured were