A loud thud resonated across the atmosphere.
The deafening noise interrupted Shadow.
Sitting on the wooden chair, Baili Jia Jue threw an indifferent glimpse at the window before he ordered nonchalantly, "Continue."
Shadow lowered his gaze. "Everything else seems normal. The magistrate released him without any further question and demand."
From the side, Baili Jia Jue was wearing absolutely no emotion on his face as he listened to the tidings from Shadow. All of a sudden, his pupils dilated. "Where did the magistrate go afterward?"
Unexpected of this question from his master, Shadow was briefly stunned. After a short while, he replied, "Seemingly, he has gone to the Murong Residence."
"So, it was Emperor Murong who led the city guards and directed the entire drama?" Baili Jia Jue, who was going to take a sip of his tea, paused his action.
"Yes," replied Shadow.
