章節 158: Chapter 82 Old Illness_1

Lights were silent, and the moon's shadow slowly moved a few inches beyond the window screen.

Lu Tong stood among the rustling sounds of autumn, staring straight at the person before him.

This Lord Pei always carried a hint of a bright, dashing air when he smiled; when he didn't, his features became sharp. The cold, pale moonlight cast a chilling sheen on his deep crimson official robes, making even his gaze seem piercingly cold, devoid of any warmth.

Shen Fengying was momentarily dumbstruck before realizing the gravity of the situation, internally lamenting incessantly.

He had just praised the people of this small medical clinic for their sensibility, so why had they suddenly become so tactless?

What did "the thief crying 'stop thief'" mean, and how offensive was that statement? More importantly, now that the suspicion and evidence had fallen on the Palace Front Office, should he, as the head of the Military Patrol Shop, continue the investigation?