Seeing that even the guards had arrived and no one was calling him up, Lu Zhou, who was waiting outside Dongfang Mansion, frowned.
"Hey, wait. Why did you go in?"
When Constable Ji, who was leading the guards, saw him, his eyes lit up. "Lord Immortal, why are you here?"
Lu Zhou: "You don't have to care why I'm here. Tell me, why are you preparing to go in?"
"To capture people!" Constable Ji let the other guards enter first. He stayed behind and explained to Lu Zhou, "Dongfang Mansion's Second Aunt and Butler Dongfang are suspected of murder. Lord sent someone to inform us to capture them."
"What?"
Lu Zhou's eyes widened.
Constable Ji misunderstood his meaning and thought that he did not dare to believe Second Aunt would do such a thing.
Constable Ji sighed softly and said, "You don't believe it either, right? After all, Second Aunt has a kind face and she often gives alms to beggars in the suburbs. If it weren't for the Lord's words, I wouldn't dare to believe it either."
