Zhou Ning's face was pinched in his grip, and she looked at him with humiliation and hatred.
"Let go of Sister Ning!" The skinny man beside her lunged at him.
"Take one more step and I'll crush her." Xu Huo held her off the ground with one hand.
The skinny man watched him warily. "What do you want to know? I'll tell you!"
"We've never heard of this Holy Sword Society you mentioned. We came looking for Sister Ning's younger brother. You smelled like A Xiao, so I followed you."
"Smelled like him?" Xu Huo thought of the wallet. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"
"I'm not lying!" The skinny man took out his phone, scrolled through it, and tossed it at Xu Huo's feet. "I have a backup of the chat records. A Xiao arranged to trade a Ticket with someone, and then he disappeared!"
Xu Huo looked down. The address in the messages was near the hotel in the old town.
"I found a wallet here two days ago. I turned it in to the police station today."
"Wh-what!" Zhou Ning's face flushed red. She struggled to speak, and Xu Huo let go of her. As soon as she landed, she hurriedly pulled up a picture. "Was it like this?"
"Same style, brown." Seeing their foolish expressions, Xu Huo raised an eyebrow. "You didn't even get the facts straight before trying to ambush me?"
"Come inside."
Yuan Yao and the painted woman had been watching from the doorway. The moment they saw the fight was over, they rushed out and crowded around Xu Huo.
"Brother Xu, you were amazing! How did you know that snake was fake? It startled me when it first appeared!"
"It was just an image, with no substance, and it left no