Several workers answered at once, quickly fetched buckets, and got to work with rags and incense burners.
A short while later, most of the blood and filth on the floor had been cleaned away. With agarwood incense burning as well, the nauseating stench finally subsided considerably.
Several Green Bamboo Gang members wore mournful expressions as they pinched their noses and carefully tied a rope around the scrawny man's ankles. Then, cursing all the way, they dragged him toward the rear courtyard like a dead dog.
Soon afterward, Steward Zhang's furious curses and the sound of splashing water could be heard from the rear courtyard at intervals. A breeze through the back door dispersed more of the lingering odor.
Jiang Yue silently breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she lower the hand covering her nose and mouth, regaining the stern authority befitting a chief constable.
Her beautiful eyes swept over the two corpses on the floor. "Xu Yang, search these bodies. See whether they have anything that identifies them, or any tokens of the Black Lotus Cult."
"Yes, Chief."
Xu Yang promptly acknowledged the order.
Standing to one side, Li Feng blurted out, "Wait..."
He had barely spoken before he forcibly swallowed the rest of his words.
Out of habit, he had wanted to say, "Searching corpses is my specialty." After all, looting bodies and tallying spoils had always been a transmigrator's forte.
But on second thought, since Constable Jiang had already assigned Xu Yang the task, jumping in now to search the bodies would make him seem far too eager.
Besides, in such a public setting, even if he found anything, he could hardly stuff silver into his own pockets under everyone's watchful eyes. That would make his greed look downright ugly.
Hearing him, Jiang Yue turned slightly