"We still don't know. Some of these four were dressed as beggars, some as merchants, and some as wealthy young gentlemen, but none had anything on them that could prove their identities."
The lead officer shook his head and answered helplessly, making Yu Luomian's eyes light up.
"So there wasn't a woman around twenty among these four?"
"No, there certainly wasn't..." The lead officer nodded in confusion. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he asked tentatively.
"What is your relationship with this woman around twenty you're asking about? Could she be your daughter?"
He glanced back at the flowerpots in the courtyard and immediately understood. These flowers must have been grown by the second clan head's daughter.
For some reason, though, his daughter apparently hadn't returned to this residence in a long time.
As a result, almost all the flowers in the courtyard had withered, with only two cacti still alive.
One of the pots had just been knocked over by some unlucky fellow. That cactus probably wouldn't take long to wither and die either.
Yu Luomian shot the lead officer a cold glance and said icily.
"Ask what you should ask, and keep your mouth shut about what you shouldn't. I'll give you three breaths to get out. If you don't, I'll break your legs and throw every last one of you out."
None of the officers dared linger. They all turned and fled. Watching their hasty retreat, Yu Luomian sank into thought.
He seemed to remember that the clan had sent four people to watch the Demon-Suppressing Douluo, and all of them were now missing.
Four people had also died in his daughter's courtyard this time. Could there be a connection?
If there was a direct connection, didn't that mean those four had been watching the Demon-Suppressing Douluo's