Shen Wan stood within the mottled shadows of the courtyard, and her first reaction was not to investigate, but to turn and walk back.
She was never a formidable combatant. Facing an unknown opponent who could easily infiltrate heavily guarded storehouses, rushing in blindly was likely the most foolish choice.
Now, apart from her life and limb, she had no other capital left.
Half a quarter-hour later, Shen Wan returned with her guard and two hired security wardens. After a bout of preparation, they forced their way into the storehouse, but by then it was already a scene of utter devastation, and the thief had long since flown far away.
Shen Wan stared at the heavily damaged inventory, remaining silent for a long time. Her guard muttered something under his breath, pacing in circles around the storehouse. As for the two cultivators who served as security wardens, after exchanging glances, they both shook their heads, having already made up their minds.
"What, you are leaving?!"
The guard's voice was near-shrill. He stared at the two sheepish-looking wardens, his reasonably handsome face distorted, and fire practically spewing from his eyes. "The storehouse was just robbed, and you're washing your hands of it and walking away! You don't kick a man when he's down like this! Wait, could it be that you..."
"Shen Liang!"
Before her guard could utter any more foolish words, Shen Wan stopped him, shaking her head gently. "It is merely business, and buying and selling are voluntary. Whether we stay or go, why say more?"
These words were much to the liking of the two wardens. Employed by Suixin Pavilion, they were originally accustomed to living the high life in comfort and ease, never expecting that the political climate would suddenly reverse during this period. Suixin Pavilion was