Late at night, yet no one was at peace.
When Chen Yi returned to Chunhe Garden, there were already rather noisy sounds outside.
The Armored Soldiers led several physicians from the central courtyard to each surrounding residence, checking and questioning people one by one, instructing them to brew medicinal decoctions.
In truth, there was no need for such trouble.
Anyone infected with the Epidemic Poison would fall into an unconscious slumber within less than an hour, their lips and teeth turning bluish-purple as though poisoned.
But the Xiao Family was, after all, a great Lineage. People came and went through the residence, and there was no guarantee that some hidden danger had not been overlooked.
Chen Yi naturally did not dwell on it, leaving the old master to worry over it.
After changing into a light long robe, he went straight to the study room to wait, without waking Xiao Wuge or Xiao Die.
He lit the lamp and burned the midnight oil, poured water, and ground ink.
Chen Yi sat before the desk, his brows and eyes illuminated by candlelight, faint thoughts stirring within them.
Though Liu Hong and the Five Poisons Sect's move this time had stirred up the inside and outside of the Prefectural City, it had also exposed more traces.
Disaster victims taking shape, rising grain prices, Epidemic Poison, Xinglin Zhai, the conflict within the Liu Family of Jingzhou, the Peacock King Banner, the Barbarian Tribe...
As one matter after another linked together, Chen Yi arrived at certain deductions.
—Let Shuzhou descend into chaos!
To some extent, what Liu Hong plotted and the White Tiger Guard's arrangements in Shuzhou shared the same purpose: both wanted Shuzhou to fall into chaos.
But the former was bolder and more reckless, willing to stop at nothing.
The latter, meanwhile,