Turning his head to see the guards about to take the portrait away, he hurriedly stopped them: "You must show the portrait to all the people around, or else who knows if you will fabricate evidence."
Ye Muyu had already observed his series of reactions, and had a hunch in her heart. She scratched Chu Heng's palm with her fingers, and Chu Heng tightly clasped their fingers together, knocking her hand with one finger.
Ye Muyu couldn't help but smile, her ears a little red. If not for the wide robes covering her, she might have already been exposed.
She composed herself and gestured to the guards: "Let everyone take a look."
The two guards held the portrait and showed it to the crowd gathered to watch.
In the crowd, after a few people got a clear look at the portrait, their eyes flickered, and they quickly left.
The man seeing his accomplices leaving, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is that enough?" Ye Muyu asked.
The man nodded: "Barely adequate."
