A fire?
The cry was so piercing that Yu Lü, caught off guard by it, shuddered.
He instinctively looked toward the window. Fortunately, as far as his eyes could see, no black smoke billowed outside.
Nor did he smell anything burning. By the time he and Fang Xi had both leaned against the window to look out, they saw neither raging flames in this inn nor anywhere nearby. Even if there was a fire, it could not be in a neighboring house adjacent to the inn.
The two of them relaxed. As for whose house had caught fire, such things were hardly rare, so they did not take it to heart.
It would have been nothing, but after they had turned back and sat down, just as they were about to continue talking, they suddenly heard the person outside shout again, "The Shang Family is on fire!"
"What?!" This time, even Shang the Cultivated Talent shot to his feet.
In truth, when he heard the first shout, his face had already turned deathly pale. But Yu Lü and Fang Xi had not noticed his expression then, and Shang the Cultivated Talent had endured it without standing.
Only now did Shang the Cultivated Talent abruptly rise, finally allowing the other two to see what he looked like.
Both men's hearts sank. The Shang Family—the inn stood in a relatively remote part of the county seat, and Shang the Cultivated Talent's home was in this same ward.
Shang the Cultivated Talent had only just brought over the account books, and now the "Shang Family" was on fire. Could there be a second Shang Family?
Perhaps Chen Da, the county lieutenant, had sent people after the account books and set the fire!
Fang Xi hurriedly looked at Yu Lü. Yu Lü had no