บท 97: Murder and Assassination

That night, there was someone other than the members of the Qu family who couldn't sleep. He was the shopkeeper of the Shengyu Pawnshop, known as Shopkeeper Zhu. 

Earlier in the day, Shopkeeper Zhu had received a ledger from Ji Manor. While he was flipping through the pages, a curious object had slipped out.

It was a white silk handkerchief stained with ink.

On the handkerchief's pure white silky surface, one could make out the faint shimmer of clouds. It was an exquisite handkerchief, the kind Ji Yuxian typically used. 

The handkerchief was sandwiched between the ledger pages...but not just any pages. 

The page that had been marked out was the record of Old Wu's account regarding the sale of a landscape painting.

Shopkeeper Zhu's heart started racing as he went into a panic. He began chewing his lip until it bled.

Precisely what were Ji Yuxian's intentions?