Chen Wu watched a grand drama unfold, then followed Young Master Qiao all the way, tailing him until he saw Chief Historian Dai safely back to his residence.
He did so because Qiao Jisheng's act of borrowing power to issue threats had greatly surprised him. He had a feeling that this Young Master Qiao was far from finished with his schemes.
The counterfeit banknote affair had been going on for some time, yet Qiao Jisheng had not uttered a word about it. There had to be more hidden beneath the surface.
Sure enough, Chen Wu had guessed right!
After seeing Chief Historian Dai off, Young Master Qiao did not return home. Instead, he had the carriage head north until it stopped before a household in the northern part of the city.
Young Master Qiao got down from the carriage himself. Without calling for any servants to accompany him, he went up and knocked on the door.
Chen Wu had done plenty of covert work himself. The moment he heard it, he understood that there was a trick to Young Master Qiao's knocking—surely it was a prearranged signal.
So there really was something fishy going on!
As soon as the door opened a crack, Young Master Qiao hurriedly slipped inside.
Chen Wu did not hesitate either. From another direction, he vaulted over the wall and entered the courtyard.
Seeing Young Master Qiao enter a room, Chen Wu darted after him. As usual, he lifted a roof tile, preparing to listen in.
Damn, it was that Concentrated Spirit Realm expert from yesterday!
Chen Wu inwardly cursed his bad luck and turned to leave at once!
That fellow was in the Concentrated Spirit Realm, while he had yet to reach the Subtle Realm. He could not conceal his breathing and heartbeat—he would be