Hu Xiaotian said, "They're treacherous villains. I'm a thief... of... hearts." He drew the words out, his eyes drifting toward Murong Feiyan's heart. As far as Murong Feiyan was concerned, the scoundrel was staring at her breasts, his gaze positively lewd! You think stealing my heart is that easy? She laughed scornfully. "Don't forget, catching thieves is what I do."
Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian's burning gaze did not linger for long. "Have you eaten?" he asked with concern.
Murong Feiyan shook her head.
Hu Xiaotian immediately summoned Wan Changchun and told him to prepare something for Murong Feiyan to eat, then continued drawing talismans.
Murong Feiyan was quite curious about the bizarre symbols he had drawn. Hu Xiaotian also showed her the bloodstained talismans bearing bloody handprints. On this point, they agreed: the handprints were man-made, certainly not the work of ghosts or gods. As the Capital City's renowned Female Constable, Murong Feiyan possessed an exceptional nose for clues. She leaned close to Hu Xiaotian's ear and whispered, "Leave this to me. If they dare cause trouble again tonight, I'll drag them out into the open." She did not explain how, and Hu Xiaotian did not ask. Even chicks had their own ways of pissing; everyone had their own methods. Murong Feiyan would not make idle claims about something she could not handle.
Once Hu Xiaotian finished drawing the talismans, he left Murong Feiyan there to eat and went off alone to put them up. He also inspected the nine incense burners he had placed the previous day. Sure enough, six had been overturned, spilling their ash all over the ground. The Wan Family's people had not dared touch anything after seeing this, so everything remained as it had been.
Hu Xiaotian righted the incense burners one by one, lit fresh