Where did he look like he was fine!

Fu Yuansheng mocked, “I say, Lin Shu, you couldn’t actually be scared, could you? You weren’t even at the scene at the time. I watched with my own eyes as those skeletal remains were retrieved from the well. Even I, with my small courage, wasn’t that afraid. Yet you’re scared like this—how truly rare. Isn’t your courage usually quite large?”

“What are you talking about? I… I’m not afraid!” He stubbornly insisted, vehemently denying it. “I was just thinking, how could Guo He have died? A year ago… didn’t he leave the academy? Everything was fine—how did he end up appearing in the well?”

His voice grew smaller and smaller!

He clenched his fists tightly, his palms covered in sweat.

Fu Yuansheng was also puzzled. His elbow rested on the table, supporting his chin. “I’m also wondering—tell me, are those skeletal remains really Guo He’s? I somehow feel they’re not, since it’s just a portrait. Who knows if she just drew it randomly?”

“A portrait?”

“Right! She said she could draw what the white bones looked like when alive. In the end, she drew one, and I have to say, it really does somewhat resemble Guo He. But whether it’s actually him or not, who knows? Anyway, the teacher believes it, so there’s nothing we can do.”

“When she sparred with me last night, her drawing skills were worse than a three-year-old child’s. How could she possibly draw a portrait?”

Lin Shu questioned!

Someone who could only draw messy lines—who would believe she could draw a portrait of a person!

Facing his doubt, Fu Yuansheng leaned in and said, “Lin Shu, I’m really not lying to you. It’s true. She drew it right in front of all of us. Although it wasn’t completely identical to Guo He, in terms of spirit and essence, it had some resemblance. The portrait wasn’t refined—it was rushed out—but the drawing skill was definitely there!”

Lin Shu thought to himself, so that person was going easy on him last night?

Simply detestable!

But at this moment, his thoughts weren’t entirely on Ji Yunshu’s portrait, but rather on the skeletal remains in the well.

He grabbed Fu Yuansheng, pressing him with questions. “Are you certain the skeletal remains really are Guo He’s? Then, have they found any clues about the murderer?”

“Not yet!”

“Then, what else did that person surnamed Ji say?”

“Nothing else really. She just told us to disperse first—she wanted to investigate more. But in my view, she probably won’t find anything. In the end, we’ll still have to wait for officials to arrive.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu’s originally stifled chest finally released a breath.

Fu Yuansheng felt his reaction was somewhat overly excited, so he cautiously probed, “Lin Shu, regarding Guo He’s death… you couldn’t possibly know something, could you?”

He suddenly rebuked sharply, “What are you talking about? How could I possibly know? Right now, we don’t even know if the dead person is him.”

“That’s true too.”

“Alright, alright. You’ve said everything you needed to say. Hurry up and leave. I want to rest some more.”

He issued an order to leave!

Fu Yuansheng patted his robe and stood up. “Fine then, rest well. I’ll be going now.”

He turned and walked out, but just as he reached the doorway, he ran head-on into two guards.

Those two had cold, cruel faces, their hawk-like brows resembling sharp swords, fiercely sweeping up to their hair buns.

In short, they came with ill intent!

“You are…”

Before Fu Yuansheng could finish his words, the two guards brushed directly past his shoulders and walked in.

Not understanding what was happening, Lin Shu’s eyeballs widened as he instantly became alert.

He stood up and retreated several steps. “What are you going to do?”

Extremely astonished.

The guards, without a word, came forward and seized both his arms.

“What are you doing? Let go of me, let go…”

He struggled while roaring.

The iron-blooded guards had great hand strength and were also very ruthless, directly pressing him down on the table. With a bang, even the teapot on the table shook and jumped.

“What are you doing? Let go!”

His struggles were fruitless!

The guard had already yanked up the sleeve on his left hand. One of the guards swiftly pulled out a dagger from his waist and mercilessly slashed it across his arm.

“Ah!”

A scream of pain.

Fresh blood slowly seeped from the wound on his arm. The guard immediately took out a small bottle to catch the blood.

“Let go! You’re committing murder! I’ll report this to the authorities!”

“Shut up!” The guard spoke, a trace of fierceness appearing on his brow. “It’s just a cut. We’re not taking your life. What are you yelling about? If you shout again, I’ll slash your throat with one stroke.”

“Uh!”

As they say, “when death arrives at your doorstep,” you become cowardly. Lin Shu was no exception.

Threatened thus, he obediently lay on the table without moving.

However, Fu Yuansheng was probably scared silly, frozen in place by this unexpected scene, not knowing what to do.

He could only stare wide-eyed.

Probably because the cut was too small, the blood seeped out very slowly. The guard slashed another cut on that wound.

“Ah!”

Another scream of pain.

After the blood in that small bottle was filled, the two guards finally released Lin Shu. After tossing him a small bottle of wound medicine, they departed casually.

From beginning to end, simple and brutal.

Released, Lin Shu’s entire body slid down to the floor. He quickly covered his bleeding arm. Fortunately, this time the guards had been relatively light-handed—it wouldn’t cause excessive blood loss.

Fu Yuansheng quickly came in to help him up.

“Lin Shu, how are you?”

“What do you think?”

He already had whip wounds on his body, had been bitten by a snake, and now had blood drawn. His entire lips were pale and colorless.

After getting up from the floor, he angrily slammed his hand on the table.

Smack!

“This matter isn’t finished.” His voice fell heavily and resolutely. “Let’s go, find the teacher.”

“Find the teacher for what?”

“To seek justice.”

Brother, are you tattling like an elementary school student!

Thus, Fu Yuansheng helped support him as they went to find Master Yu.

At this time, in Master Yu’s room!

Master Yu sat cross-legged on a mat, one hand resting on the low table in front of him.

Across from him, Muruo was checking his pulse.

On the other side of the room sat Tang Si, who had been brought over by Shi Ziran.

She sat there with her legs spread apart, her eyes sharp and full of resentment as she stared at the doorway. Shi Ziran hadn’t left yet—he was standing in the courtyard.

Shi Ziran didn’t want to watch over her outside either, but he was worried she would turn back. If she really did affect Master Ji’s case investigation, his own prince would not let him off.

How could he know that Tang Si simply wanted to kill him?

“Bastard.”

Tang Si ground her teeth tightly, cursing him viciously, then pinched the small skull at her waist with both hands, making clicking sounds.

In short, her entire body was full of hostility, as if a ball of blue flames surrounded her.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of a woman’s gentle and graceful demeanor!

From the moment Shi Ziran brought her in, Muruo truly had one head but two sizes worth of headache. In his heart, he resented Jingrong even more.

That young fellow—he could drag this girl out and slaughter her, yet he insisted on sending her here. What was the meaning of that?

He secretly shook his head, paying no attention, letting Tang Si sit alone over there.