Next day.
Sunlight shone upon the Fengchao Mansion, still under construction.
The craftsmen were not in a hurry to work, but stood at the gate, whispering among themselves.
They watched as the Xiu Luo Envoy carried away the beaten and barely alive housekeeper as if he were a wild boar.
The craftsmen murmured among themselves—
"Tsk tsk, he was beaten so miserably. The cries last night were faint, I thought it was a vengeful spirit, but didn't expect it to be the sound of the housekeeper being beaten."
"I heard that the skeleton was buried by the housekeeper, he took someone else's money, intending to cause trouble for the Princess!"
"To have such malicious intentions? He even tried to blame us; it's infuriating!"
After speaking, they showed no more sympathy, believing the housekeeper's wounds were not enough.
Lei Hu stepped forward, sternly informing the craftsmen, "The Marquis orders that from now on, a team of Xiuluo Guard will be stationed here daily to patrol."
