Sun Shicai's expression changed drastically when he heard the words "murdering one's master." He seized the servant by the collar and lifted him off the ground, roaring, "What did you say?"
The servant saw the ferocious look on his face and stammered in fright, "N-no... no... it wasn't... I... I..."
"Useless trash."
Sun Shicai flung him away. Calm had already returned to his face as he said in a low voice, "Come. Let's go to the Governor's Mansion and take a look."
At a time like this, he could not afford to panic.
If he did not go to the Governor's Mansion, would people not think he had a guilty conscience?
The tall man beside him gave an "oh," finally coming back to his senses, and silently followed behind him.
Sun Shicai sat in the carriage, his face outwardly tranquil, yet his heart churned with shock and fury.
If I'd known, I should have paid any price to silence Huo Qianqian and Zhang Mingyu...
The main thing was that he had never expected his willful and spoiled junior sister to become so patient and restrained, lulling him into lowering his guard.
And Zhang Mingyu, who had always been unable to keep anything to himself, had never revealed the slightest clue before him either.
He had thought the two posed little threat, and that killing them would be troublesome...
A moment of softness had brewed today's disastrous mistake.
Sadly, it was too late for regrets now.
Very quickly, he began considering how to deal with the situation.
He had weathered great storms and seen towering waves. Though the current situation was perilous, it was not without room to turn things around.
They had no evidence!
And Yu Xiuming would speak for him as well...
As Sun Shicai considered his countermeasures,