They had arrived at this underground secret chamber only shortly before, and when had they ever said they were from the Wuzhu Teahouse?
"Heh heh."
Lin Caisang let out a light chuckle.
"I underestimated you all. So, it was you who let that woman come to the Wuzhu Teahouse?"
She found it strange, given the favor she and Brother Molian had done for Mo Tong, if there truly had been any business recommended for the Wuzhu Teahouse, she would have certainly come along.
But she hadn't, and she hadn't seen Mo Tong, only that woman.
"I... we... didn't, we were just seeing auntie off, she..." The young girl, upon hearing Lin Caisang's words, was so frightened her complexion turned pale and purple.
"Hongjin, let him go,"
Lin Caisang said, looking towards Hongjin, who was in the midst of disciplining the man.
"It seems, no matter how much we beat him, it's useless. Brother Molian, you do have keen eyesight indeed, I must admire you."