Liu Yong asked where the body was and rushed inside to look.
There, beneath the flickering candlelight before the spirit tablet in the hall, sat a small coffin.
"Who are you?"
Lu Renjia, who was keeping vigil for Li Ping'an, stood up.
Liu Yong swept his sharp gaze over the coffin. Without wasting words on him, he reached to lift the lid.
"My senior brother is already gone! What more do you want?!"
Lu Renjia was utterly furious. Even a clay figure had a spark of temper.
He immediately grabbed a candlestick beside him and charged forward, ready to fight for his life.
Liu Yong held him down with one hand, scarcely finding it harder than catching a chick.
"What did you just say? Senior brother?
What is your relationship with Li Ping'an, Mr. Li?"
"He's my senior brother!"
Liu Yong immediately released him and bowed.
"I am Liu Yong, a friend of Mr. Li's. I meant no offense just now. May I ask where Mr. Li is?"
Looking at his armor, Lu Renjia could not help snapping, "You killed my senior brother! He's lying right there in the coffin! What more do you want?"
"But there's nothing in this coffin."
As he spoke, Liu Yong raised a hand and lifted the coffin lid off completely.
Lu Renjia looked closely, only to discover a dead sheep inside. He froze.
"...This... this..."
He stammered, unable to get a single sentence out.
Seeing his reaction, Liu Yong knew that he did not know Mr. Li's whereabouts either.
Helpless, he could only tell General Ai, "Search! We must find him and bring him back!"
Beside him, General Ai snapped out of his daze. "Yes... yes!"
Inside, however, he felt a rush of relief. Thank goodness he had not actually killed this Mr. Li