The night was dark and windy!
Two figures streaked across the sky above the Magistrate Government. At this moment, the entire government was draped in white, and a mourning hall was set up inside.
All the concubines bought by the Magistrate were dressed in mourning clothes, crying miserably.
In a small pavilion not far away, Zhong Guang stood guard, preventing anyone from approaching the coffin, claiming he was guarding his elder brother's spirit. Seeing this scene.
Chen Jie paused slightly on the wall, smiled at Golden Swallow behind him, and said: "Look at Master Zhong's figure, does it resemble either of the two people you encountered?"
Golden Swallow squinted and said: "Hmm, can't be sure, but the one I fought with was definitely not him."
"What was that person's stature like?"
"Tall and thin."
Golden Swallow said to Chen Jie. Upon hearing this, Chen Jie was slightly stunned. Tall and thin, this doesn't quite add up.
Could it be that I was wrong?
