He Ruomei looked at Jiangli and the others, visibly more guarded, "Why do I feel like there's something between the lines? You suddenly barge into my inn, and then say these things, what do you mean?"
Jiangli stared at her reaction, "Doesn't Mrs. Wu know? Underneath that secret room, although no useful items are stored, it is a very real site for murder and dismemberment, filled with soaked organs, skulls, and—human skin."
"What?"
He Ruomei stood up in a flash, looking at them in astonishment, her body trembling slightly, she shook her head as if she couldn't really believe it.
"No, no, you must be lying to me. How could our inn have such things? Who exactly are you, you must be here to deceive me, right? What do you really want by coming to my house?"
He Ruomei looked at them warily, as if she had completely taken them for con artists.
