The middle-aged clerk stared at Yang Ling and Ye Qingdong's retreating backs and gave Hu Shuying a meaningful look.
"Shuying, your Divine Guard Office has certainly produced plenty of Divine Constables, but that has nothing to do with the Beheading Hall, does it?
"Was this young fellow previously in the Thief-Catching Hall?"
Hu Shuying said quietly, "Uncle, Commander Yang seems to have been transferred in from outside. He wasn't in the Thief-Catching Hall."
"This is bad. You mean he only recently joined the Divine Guard Office? Then what makes him so confident? Lord Ye's case is no small matter. Getting caught up in it means enormous trouble!"
The middle-aged clerk's expression changed drastically. He immediately pulled Hu Shuying to a stop and called to Ye Qingdong.
"Lord Ye, we have something else to attend to, so we won't be coming along."
"As you please."
Ye Qingdong waved a hand.
The middle-aged clerk breathed a sigh of relief and immediately tried to pull Hu Shuying away.
"Uncle, I was the one who brought Commander Yang here. What would it mean if I just left like this?"
Hu Shuying pondered for a moment. "Whether Commander Yang can help Lord Ye or not, I should at least leave the Myriad Manifestations Office with him."
"You just returned from a mission, so you might not know what trouble Lord Ye is in right now."
The middle-aged clerk looked grave.
"A few days ago, a valuable item went missing from the palace. Later, the clues implicated three clerks from the Myriad Manifestations Office.
"Lord Ye's subordinates are interrogating those three clerks.
"Come to think of it... I used to drink with them."
At this point, relief showed on his face.
"Luckily, this has nothing to do with me."
His expression grew grave again.
"I heard