A study?
The moment Zeng Anmin heard the beginning, he sensed something was off.
A mere martial artist, yet he even had a study?
Wasn't that complete nonsense?
"When the master was in the mansion, he often meditated in the study..."
Zeng Anmin noticed the word "often."
That was even stranger. A martial artist frequently went to a study?
He sized up the steward before him.
A Fourth Rank martial artist.
In this world, a Fourth Rank Martial Artist was already an immensely formidable force.
Yet he was willing to serve as a mere steward in the mansion.
Still, it was understandable. Ji Qing was a Third Rank Martial Artist, one of only a handful across the entire continent. It was not entirely beyond reason for one of his subordinates to be a Fourth Rank Martial Artist serving as a steward.
"Then tell me, how did Ji Qing usually contact the Tooth Gang Organization?"
A Fourth Rank martial artist serving as a steward.
Ji Qing had been so assured when he left home, leaving this man behind in the mansion.
That meant this man had to be a trusted confidant.
Therefore, the steward surely knew everything Ji Qing did.
But...
"The Tooth Gang Organization?"
The steward's expression grew increasingly bewildered. "I don't know of any Tooth Gang Organization..."
"Back then, the family head saved me. In this life, I only wished to repay him wholeheartedly and do anything he wanted me to do... Take bribes for him, assassinate his political enemies for the family head..."
The drawback of Heart Inquiry was that it had not even intended to ask so closely, yet the one subjected to it would voluntarily lay bare every filthy deed he had ever committed.
He didn't know about the Tooth Gang Organization?
Zeng Anmin's brows knitted