"I never expected Chairman Tian to look like such a good man on the surface, yet be this kind of person in private—and a eunuch, too."
"He actually liked molesting and abusing pretty boys. That's simply too vile."
"He sold opium, harmed his fellow countrymen, smuggled precious cultural relics—he was truly a heinous traitor. He deserved to be hung at the city gate and exposed to the sunlight for a hundred days."
"How many has this been now?"
"The fifth, I think?"
"It should be the sixth. I heard Fourth Master Yu was also assassinated last night, right after the banquet ended."
"Wasn't Fourth Master Yu killed by Miss Meina from Xianle Mansion?"
"She probably doesn't have that ability yet. But at the time, only she and her maid were there, so I'm afraid she can't escape suspicion either."
"That really is a pity."
"What's there to pity? Who knows how many men these dancers have seduced in the past? For money, what kind of methods haven't they used? A fate like this could be considered getting what they deserved."
Everyone had their own opinions, but some things were only dared to be discussed in secret.
Host, he's dead. We should leave.
Afraid of being discovered, 444 reminded Su Qiao, who was lying on the roof.
Su Qiao took one last look in the direction of the market, then turned and swiftly jumped down from the eaves. She soon disappeared into the maze of large and small alleys.
Host, Chu Yihan is being surrounded and attacked. He's just ahead. He was probably planning to come and get you before dawn.
"Lead the way."
Su Qiao paused, then hurriedly dashed off again.
444 quickly transmitted maps of all the nearby routes into her mind and marked Chu Yihan's location.
Don't worry,