Sometimes it's like this: you just want to save people, but others may not believe you. It's better to say something beneficial to yourself; that makes it easier for the other party to accept.
Xinye was silent for a while. "Even if there was no trouble, you wouldn't have let him die, right?"
Bai Ruozhu didn't answer. She felt there was no need to say too much to someone unfamiliar, and the other party always had a faint hostility toward her.
Xinye saw her not speaking, and his slightly thin eyebrows furrowed.
"I heard from Sa Tian that you saw a suspicious monk during the fire. Do you remember any features?" Xinye asked after a while.
Bai Ruozhu saw that he was here on official business, and her displeasure subsided.
"It was too chaotic at the time, and I couldn't see clearly. Now that I think about it, he had no ordination scars on his head," Bai Ruozhu said. "Otherwise, he looked no different from an ordinary monk. I only saw his profile, quite unremarkable."
