Bab 467: Chapter 181: The Host

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Theater.

The disciples surrounded the old man, covering him with a blanket and tending to his needs, while Pei Ye had already left again.

The streets of Qi Jiu Nine City lacked bright lanterns, the dirty refuse scattered, scraps of paper caught in the light breeze, Pei Ye raised his head to glance at the pale moon nearing its zenith.

He headed straight for the docks.

Elder Zhangsun and the owner were both in the courtyard, to investigate the secret cargo, one did not necessarily have to confront them directly.

This was the information obtained from a casual conversation with several disciples at the theater—the dock warehouse might have been emptied of its goods, and the records of subsequent entries might also be erased, but the initial draft version written by the inspector most likely retained some detail for the completeness of future financial accounts.

And getting hold of this draft would be much easier than breaking into Elder Zhangsun's vast manor.