But Xia Siheng was covered in blood, still holding his sword, yet looking utterly at a loss.
The contrast was simply too great.
It only made Wanwan cry harder.
Xia Wanwan was genuinely afraid of corpses. She did not dare even look, burying her face in Jing Wu's arms as she pointed a little finger at the body and sobbed:
"Some people's hearts might be on the right!"
Xia Siheng nodded, raised his sword, and stabbed Aye's corpse on the ground several more times!
"There, I stabbed the right side too! Don't be scared, baby."
Xia Wanwan kept pointing at the corpse, her face buried in Jing Wu's arms as she cried:
"Boohoo, I've seen hearts in the middle too!!!"
Xia Siheng stabbed the corpse in the center of its chest again!
"There, don't cry, baby. Father stabbed the middle too!"
Xia Wanwan still did not look up. She quietly took a talisman from her little cloth pouch. "I can't look. Just blow it into ashes."
Xia Siheng pressed his lips together, took it, and placed the talisman on the corpse.
"Sorry about this. My little one's a bit hard to soothe!"
With that,
they all sprinted away from the hillside.
An explosion rang out with a bang!
Ashes flew everywhere!
Xia Siheng soothed his little girl as he led everyone back to the Prince's Manor!
Meanwhile, inside the Prince's Manor,
Liu Wan had buried herself in sorting through the account books as soon as she returned from the Divine Temple.
After more than half a day, she finally set her sights on a tavern. She quickly put together the evidence she had compiled and summoned Jing Er.
"These are the Moji Tavern's accounts. They've evaded a total of twenty thousand taels in taxes."
"Moreover, I suspect they're the East