After a moment of contemplation, Mo Lan took out a brush and ink from the mandala and wrote several large characters: "If you dare to implicate the innocent, your heart will surely be punished!"
Mo Lan looked at the few words she had written, becoming more and more satisfied. After tidying herself up, she leaped out of the back window and headed towards the Chen residence.
Standing atop the Chen residence wall once more, I looked at the flickering lights in the courtyard. Although there were still patrolling guards, the entire courtyard exuded an air of despondency.
"So confiscating a study had such a huge impact on the Chen family!"
"The eldest brother is wrong. It's a big blow to Chen Han because that's his private treasury. But as the head of the family, his fortune has changed, and the entire mansion will be affected as a result."
Hearing Mo Lan's mutterings, the tomb spirit couldn't help but say one more thing.
Listening to the tomb spirit's explanation, Mo Lan innocently touched her nose. Who told the Chen family to be so unruly? She was just trying to be a thing, yet she still managed to bring trouble upon herself.
The Chen family was unjust first, so why can't she be unjust too? Anyway, those things weren't obtained legitimately.
While Mo Lan was pondering, she didn't stop and darted directly towards the courtyard with the brightest lights.
This is the main courtyard of the Chen family, the bedroom of Chen Han and his wife. Listening to the occasional whispers coming from inside, Mo Lan blinked. She had no interest in eavesdropping on this elderly couple.
Seeing that the couple wouldn't be able to sleep anytime soon, Mo Lan turned and went to Chen Bawang's courtyard. Before she could get close, the discordant sounds coming from inside the house made her stop in her tracks.
Mo Lan looked up at the sky, her lips twitching speechlessly. Birds of a feather flock together!
There was no quiet place to stay, so Mo Lan didn't want to linger. She quickly slipped into the house and placed the threatening words on the octagonal table.
He turned back to Chen Han. By this time, there was no sound from inside the house, only the dim light flickering in the night.
Mo Lan hid under the window lattice and only slipped inside after hearing the even breathing sounds from inside.
In the side hall, there was an eight-immortal table and Madam Chen's dressing table, each with a separate table. The one on the dressing table, in particular, had the most obvious threatening meaning.
After doing all this, Mo Lan clapped her hands and swaggered away. Knowing the Chen family as she did, she figured they wouldn't dare to cause trouble at the escort agency anytime soon.
After leaving the Chen residence, Mo Lan wandered through the streets and alleys of Ye County, her movements as nimble as a night elf, flitting about.
Mo Lan stopped when she stood in front of the Jiang family mansion gate again.
Looking at the two lanterns swaying in front of the door, Mo Lan touched her nose, went around to the alley next door again, climbed over the wall, avoided the guards in the mansion, and went directly to Jiang Mian's residence, Chenxin Garden.
Mo Lan was hiding under the pomegranate tree in the garden. She spotted the silhouette under the window at a glance. He was sitting by the window with a tea set in front of him and a book in his hand.
Even through the silhouette, he looks every bit the dashing young gentleman.
As for the facts, ha~
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and Mo Lan leaped onto the roof, settling into a familiar spot. She lifted a familiar tile, and in the dim light, quietly watched as the guy fell asleep, ready to throw out a threatening message and be done with it.
Intimidating Jiang Mian was essentially intimidating the ruler of a prefecture. Mo Lan's actions were tantamount to provocation, but she didn't think it was excessive.
As a prefect, he caused suffering to innocent people, so he should be punished.
Mo Lan leaned back on the roof, legs crossed, squinting at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky. She listened to the occasional turning of pages inside the room, and the faint aroma of tea wafted to her nose. Surprisingly, she felt unusually calm.
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