But now the problem is, there's no one left in Da Qi except for this place that looks remotely decent, other places are so hungry they're gnawing on grass.
If there are no other suspects elsewhere, then the tiniest possibility could also happen, it could only be them.
Although the sky didn't change a bit, in Li Huowang's heart, the hours were still ticking away.
Just after the fourth hour had passed, footsteps sounded outside the granary, it was Chan Du, his hands were empty.
The composed Chan Du respectfully performed a Buddha greeting to Li Huowang who was sitting on the grains. "Benefactor Li, after intervention by the Qian family, we've pinpointed the location of your sword!"
"Please, Benefactor Li, move yourself and come with us, we shall prove that the previous assassination attempt was truly not by us."
Li Huowang jumped down from the grains. "Abbot, monks do not lie, I hope you are not leading me into a trap."
Chan Du frowned, said nothing, and led Li Huowang outward.
