"Brother Chen, are you implying that the proprietress is the young woman's sister? Are they in cahoots?"
I briefly explained to Lao Dao everything that had happened today.
After listening, Lao Dao fell into thought.
"Yes, it's all part of a complex scheme, but we can't believe everything we hear; there are many strange things about it."
Although what the young woman said was logically consistent, I always felt that something was missing.
What's missing?
"Brother Chen, you're amazing! You noticed something was off about the voice yesterday. I wish I had half your skill!"
Old Dao gave me a thumbs up, which must have been a genuine expression of his admiration.
Sound? Old Dao reminded me that this was a key piece of information.
But I just can't figure out what its purpose is.
"Forget it, Brother Chen, let's not think about it for now. Let's find someone to ask Xu Feng where he is. Look, there's a villager over there, let's go ask him!"
Just as Lao Dao finished speaking, we saw a villager hurrying along the road at the intersection.
Lao Dao and I quickly went up to the villagers and asked them about Xu Feng's location.
The villagers were very helpful and even led the way for us. Under their guidance, we arrived at a small courtyard.
We were greeted by a man in his twenties who seemed to have known we were coming all along.
"You two are looking for my father, right? He's receiving guests inside. Please! You can just call me Xu Qiang."
Xu Qiang was dressed very well, in a Chinese-style jacket, and his manners were also proper. When he saw the two of us coming over, he made a gesture of invitation.
"You two have come from afar, surely to see my father for medical treatment. Please wait in the reception room!"
Xu Qiang led me and Lao Dao into the reception room.
Lao Dao and I took our seats one after the other, and Xu Qiang made tea for us, showing impeccable hospitality.
The reception room was filled with various antiques, presumably gifts from visitors.
My eagle owl tattoo started sending signals.
I looked in the direction the eagle owl tattoo was warning me.
It was a landscape painting, but it was shrouded in a deathly aura.
I focused my attention on Xu Qiang; I hadn't noticed him before.
Upon closer inspection, Xu Qiang also exuded a faint aura of death.
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