The three who reappeared at the open-air warehouse were none other than Mo Xie and his companions. They had heard the entire conversation.
Mo Xie looked at the Blood Potion crates scattered across the ground, the corners of his lips curling into a mocking smile.
Before coming, he had already asked Military Commander Ming Kuo to replace the inferior Blood Potions with high-quality ones. The crates, however, remained the same, leading those men to believe the wounded Military Mages had already taken the inferior potions.
"Councilor Luo Mian?"
Mo Fan raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Hmph, so it really was that old bastard. My sister suspected him all along!"
Leng Lingling clenched her tiny fists, anger filling her large, limpid eyes as she spoke through gritted teeth.
"But the question now is, how do we prove that old bastard Luo Mian is the culprit?"
Mo Xie rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, then voiced his doubts.
These tainted Blood Potions probably proved nothing beyond Luo Mian's involvement in selling counterfeit medicine. The plague disease that had thrown all of Hangzhou into a panic had yet to be fully investigated or resolved.
"Hmph, don't worry. I already planted a listening device on one of them."
Leng Lingling gave a little huff, sounding thoroughly seasoned.
"You... when did you plant it?!"
Mo Fan was dumbfounded. She had been right beside him, yet she had planted a listening device without anyone noticing. She was incredible!
"Yes, Ling Ling, you're the clever one."
Mo Xie smiled in praise and reached out to pinch the little girl's adorable cheek. Its soft, smooth feel made him reluctant to let go.
The listening device transmitted clearly, allowing all three to hear the men's conversation. The somewhat rougher male voice presumably belonged to Deputy Chief Judge Wang