Having received that promise that was neither quite a promise nor a promise, Feng Guang walked out of Linglong Manor with satisfaction. She held the candy in her hand, but was reluctant to eat it. As she walked happily down the street, she saw a group of people gathered by the river looking at something.

She went over to join the commotion and saw a body floating in the river. Judging from the figure and clothes, it was a man. She was too far away to see his face, but she could see several constables retrieving the body from the water.

She always avoided touching corpses if possible, and not wanting to suffer from insomnia, she took a step back to leave, but unfortunately stepped on the foot of the person next to her.

She heard a gasp from above, followed by a man's complaint, "Little girl, can't you see I'm right next to you?"

The voice sounded familiar. She looked up and saw that the man was none other than Shu Qiu. She hadn't forgotten that this man was the magistrate of Tong County, so she forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't notice."

"Forget it, I won't bother with a little girl like you." Shu Qiu opened his fan, looking dashing again. He said resentfully, "I don't know what bad luck I've had. First, I got a bellyful of anger at Linglong Manor, then I encountered a floating corpse on the river, and then you stepped on my foot... I've really had the worst luck today."

"My lord, fortune and misfortune are intertwined."

"Hmm? You little girl actually know the principle that misfortune and fortune are interdependent?"

"I don't know, my dad taught me that. Sometimes when he loses money in business, he likes to say that."

"Your father is a very magnanimous person," Shu Qiu praised. It's rare to see someone who can maintain such a calm attitude in business.

Just then, the body was finally pulled from the river. A constable came over and reported, "Sir, the deceased was a man. The preliminary assessment is that he fell into the river while drunk and died."

Shu Qiu glanced at the corpse on the ground from afar. "What happened to his face?"

"He must have hit a protruding rock at the bottom of the water when he fell in, which is why the upper part of his face was so bloody and mangled, especially his eyes, which were no longer recognizable as eyes."

"Quickly ascertain his identity so that his family can come and collect his body."

"Yes." The constable acknowledged the order and left.

Just hearing about it made her feel nauseous. Feng Guang didn't dare to turn around and look at the corpse. She said, "Sir, I'll go back now."

"Hey, wait a minute."

"Is there anything else, sir?"

"Let me ask you something..." Shu Qiu squatted down, looking at the scenery at eye level, and then glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he asked mysteriously, "Are you very familiar with the owner of Linglong Manor?"

Is it cooked?

Feng Guang didn't know either, and she hesitated, saying, "I've only been to Linglong Manor a few times."

As for whether we're familiar with each other or not, let him decide.

“It’s difficult for ordinary people to even enter Linglong Manor once, yet you’ve been in several times… Could it be…!” Shu Qiu seemed to have thought of something. He opened his eyes wide in shock and stared at the scenery for a long time. He didn’t even bother to pick up the fan that fell from his hand. In his surprised state, he didn’t even care about his image as a dashing young master.

Feng Guang asked in confusion, "Could it be something else?"

"No...it's nothing," Shuqiu murmured to himself again, "I should have thought of this sooner..."

Fengguang: "What are you thinking about?"