"That despicable Ke Cang Ju, really deserved to die." Qiao Chu said, suppressing his anger.
The three of them entered the room, and Hua Yao searched the wardrobe for a clean suit of clothes to change into. Ke Cang Ju only had clothes of a dark shade and did not find one that suited his taste.
In Ke Cang Ju's study, there were many medical books. From the worn and tattered state of the books, their pages had been obviously well flipped. The most worn ones of them were several books on poisons. Jun Wu Xie flipped through them quickly and threw them in a corner.
"So Brother Hua can even change his voice? I had not known about that, this is a first." Qiao Chu was sitting on a chair at the side, and suddenly remembered that when he had heard Hua Yao speak earlier, his voice had been exactly the same as Ke Cang Ju's.
Hua Yao did not answer him and turned to Jun Wu Xie: "What do you want to do next?"
