At two in the morning, inside a mansion near the East Market!
The three-courtyard mansion was pitch-black, with a few guards patrolling its perimeter and a faint light glowing in a rear bedroom.
The sumptuous bedroom still held the scent of cosmetics. Two concubines huddled beneath the covers, trembling.
The wealthy merchant Yang Sichen sat beside a round table in his nightclothes, writing with a brush. Against the chill of the autumn night, he also wore a blanket over his back.
As a famous medicinal-herb merchant in the Capital City, Yang Sichen possessed immense wealth and had hired quite a few formidable guards, but they clearly had not done much good. His eyes were now full of admiration as he said:
"Such impressive skills, great hero. You enter my bedroom as easily as your own home. Just give me a shout next time you visit. Having a sword suddenly laid against my neck really is frightening..."
Outside, Linghu Qingmo held his sword and cautiously kept watch. Although he had come out with Brother Jinhuan to investigate a case, right now he kept feeling as though they were a pair of romantic bandits!
Earlier, at the Cavern of Free Roaming, Xie Jinhuan had gone to investigate the fur shop, only to startle a whole swarm of fleas into scattering across the rooftops and vanishing in an instant.
He had followed instructions and stayed put. Soon afterward, Xie Jinhuan had returned and pulled him toward the East Market.
Linghu Qingmo had been full of questions. Learning along the way that they were going to ask Yang Sichen, foremost of the four great herb merchants, for his customer list, he had thought this would be extremely difficult.
After all, Yang Sichen was no small figure. Powerful cultivation establishments around Jingzhao Prefecture, including Taiyin