If it had only been Liu Taofang alone, or young masters from other Aristocratic Families of Shuzhou gathered in one place,
Chen Yi might not have thought much of it.
But it was precisely Liu Taofang and Mr. Lingchuan who forced him to proceed with caution.
After all, neither of their family backgrounds was simple.
Liu Taofang was the son of Liu Hong, the Left Provincial Administrator of Shuzhou, while Zhu Lingchuan was the younger brother of Zhu Hao, the Deputy Commander of Shuzhou's Commander's Office.
Moreover, Liu Hong controlled Shuzhou's money, grain, and taxes, while Zhu Hao managed Shuzhou Salt and Iron. They held great power and lacked neither money nor grain.
If certain people from the Surveillance Commissioner's Office were included as well, then the three most powerful offices in Shuzhou stood behind them.
How could Chen Yi not think more deeply when such people gathered to discuss matters related to "corn"?
With these thoughts in mind, Chen Yi silently infiltrated the Lin residence and followed the middle-aged man's footsteps all the way there.
At this moment, the night was deep and still.
Yet the entire residence was brightly lit.
From the front courtyard to the back courtyard, a guard stood watch every ten steps.
The defenses outside the back courtyard were especially tight.
Dozens of guards in short blue shirts, long sabers hanging at their waists, had surrounded the back courtyard so tightly that not even water could seep through.
"Does an honest merchant need this many guards?"
"Even Hundred Herbs Hall, which earns tens of thousands of taels of silver each month, only has a little over a hundred guards."
"And that only includes all those Tianshan Sect disciples who had just obtained guard status."
The more he saw, the more certain Chen Yi became that