" What?" Ye Zhao turned to look at Zhuang Zhuang with a surprised look on her face when she heard about the thief, he was still alive and well in the prison, how come he was suddenly dead? She turned to look at the young girl with fiery red hair and then narrowed her eyes in suspicion. " Are you sure that this is true? The servants here like to listen to the rumours a lot and their habits of making those rumours exaggerated does not help either, Zhuang."
Yin Zhu, who was wiping her nose while holding a teacup in her hand also nodded as she stated, " Miss Ye is right, how come the thief was killed without any proper judgement?"