At this moment, the Pingyang Earl's Mansion already had dozens of people, and with so many eyes around, Zhu Haomiao didn't want to say much. He pointed to the three palm-shaped pits, each about six to seven meters in diameter, not far away, and gave a quiet order.
"Take my token, go to Lechang Square and call Yan Yunsheng over, and have him take these three people back to incarcerate them."
"Huh?"
It wasn't until now that the servants noticed three deep pits, like ponds, amidst the broken bricks and rubble. As they walked to the edge of the pits and looked down, they saw the pit was four to five meters deep, and in the center lay several figures in a tragic and twisted state.
However, judging by their slightly twitching bodies, they seemed to still be alive...
...
Early the next morning, Zhu Haomiao awoke in the guest room's bedroom and went outside to see Yan Yunsheng waiting outside.
"Sir."
"Hmm, are they incarcerated?"
