Until they returned to their respective rooms, no obstacles had appeared, and Fu Qian and Ji Liushuang had no further interaction.
This night was destined to be sleepless for some.
Of course, Fu Qian slept quite well.
Although for him, sleep was no longer a state of complete loss of perception of his surroundings, the comfort he felt was undiminished.
With the sun starting to rise, as Fu Qian was savoring the aftertaste of this comfort, the awaited reaction finally arrived.
With a knock, Ji Liushuang's slightly tired face appeared, stating that Old Master Ji Xun requested his presence.
"Okay."
Fu Qian had no objections.
As a neighbor, he naturally knew that this man hadn't slept at all last night, but despite that, he still looked rather well.
The Ji Family, being a top-notch wealthy clan, had a considerable reserve.
...
"We have found traces of the suspected assailant."
