The Wang Family Fell, Yet Someone Turned Disaster into Fortune! (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

Not long after Lin Mo saw the dark figure enter the neighboring courtyard, constables appeared nearby, seemingly searching for someone.

Lin Mo immediately concluded that the figure was either a Wang Family rebel or one of the Former Dynasty Remnants.

Normally, as someone officially employed by the court, Lin Mo ought to have alerted the constables and had them make the arrest.

He might even have received a reward.

For some reason, though, the aura surrounding that figure felt very familiar.

How strange. I only just arrived in the Imperial Capital, so why does it feel familiar?

In the brief time he hesitated, the constables moved elsewhere to continue their search.

Having a suspicious person in the neighboring courtyard left Lin Mo somewhat uneasy, too.

Perhaps because he was confident in his own strength, Lin Mo decided to go over and take a look.

Li Chen's earlier attack had been so terrifying that it had scattered the dark clouds overhead, allowing a little moonlight through.

Lin Mo muttered inwardly, but his feet never stopped. With a light leap, he vaulted over the wall and landed inside the abandoned residence next door.

The moonlight was faint, but it barely illuminated the deserted grounds.

The neighboring courtyard belonged to an abandoned residence. No one lived there, or its occupants had already moved away.

Weeds overran the courtyard, and the stone path was weathered and mottled.

A gust of wind swept through, making the dilapidated doors and windows creak.

Lin Mo swept his sharp gaze around and suddenly noticed faint bloodstains beneath a corner of the eaves.

His heart tightened. He hurried along the trail, passed through several rooms on the verge of collapse, and reached a room piled with miscellaneous clutter.

The air here felt heavier, and he could smell a faint