"Didn't that fat Zongxian also survive?"

"The knife is sharpened."

"It's really not you?"

"You don't believe me?"

"letter."

Lu Qubing immediately resurrected with full blood, "If it was really you who did it, you would never lie to me."

But soon, he began to ponder again, "Then who did it?"

"Murong family."

Taozi replied calmly.

"ah??"

Lu Qubing's eyes widened, "Who??"

Liu Taozi looked aside, and Kou Liu hurriedly stepped forward, saluted and said: "Gong Lu, my brother asked me to find a black wooden carriage covered with soap and silk, and a short black man with a goatee."

"I have inquired about it, and there is only one car of that kind in the city, and it belongs to the Murong Mansion. The short black man is called Murong Zeng, and he is the steward of the Murong Mansion."

Lu Qubing still didn't understand, so he looked at Liu Taozi again.

"When I went to find Lu Zhanshan, I saw this man coming out of his house. He didn't hide himself at all, so I remembered his characteristics and asked Kou Liu to find him."

"The fifth guest is from Murong Mansion."
Chapter completed!