"Hmph, Cheng Yu, don't think that the Prime Minister doesn't know about Mo City just because he's in the capital." The killer has already settled down in Mo City.
A middle-aged man in a green brocade cotton robe in the room looked at Cheng Yu with a gloomy expression. His fingers kept rubbing the jade ring on his thumb.
Cheng Yu sat calmly on the chair and refused in neither servile nor an overbearing manner.
"I'm already used to life in the border areas. However, the person who did it has already left. My personality is rough and unworthy of the Prime Minister's favor. If Chief Zhu doesn't believe me, I can't do anything about it."
"Good, good, good…."
"The big killing machines are those living in the government office, right? Do you think I don't know?"
Chief Zhu said 'good' three times in a row and revealed a sinister smile.
