"Yuan Jimo... isn't dead?"
Jiang Qihu instantly sobered up and suddenly stood up.
How is this possible—
On the way back to Da Li with the Fan Yin Temple delegation, Yuan Jimo led the Imperial City Department's trusted men for an ambush. Although this ambush was secretive, it ended in failure. The entire ambush team was completely wiped out. Jiang Qihu had already investigated the files and reviewed the list from the Imperial City Crossbow Camp, confirming that the ambush was real.
Earlier, when meeting Xie Zhen, he had discreetly inquired about this matter.
Yuan Jimo was already dead at Qu River, cut down thoroughly.
"This matter is beyond doubt."
The Snow Master's voice was complicated, "At this moment, Yuan Jimo is in the Imperial City Prison, verifying the list, checking the personnel."
"..."
A thud resounded in Jiang Qihu's heart.
He suddenly recalled the unusual advice from his teacher before leaving Li Capital in the morning.
