A Butcher and a Swindler

"Sir!" Ye called out at the door.

Anfey, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. "Come in."

Ye pushed the door open and walked in. He bowed and said, "Sir, things are getting out of hand."

"Oh?" Anfey jumped down from the bed and put on the long robe that was hanging by the side.

"After you have deliberately slackened in your management, more than 10 female swordsmen became very active. They have befriended many people, but Julie, whom you have instructed me to observe, is well-behaved. She has been practicing her swordsmanship and Combat Power all day long, and has never left the Garrison," Ye said, "It has been more than 10 days, I am worried…could she have suspected something?"

Anfey frowned, deep in thought.

"Sir, you shouldn't have told Shinbela the truth. She is not suitable for this role. If someone has let the cat out of the bag and caused Julie to become suspicious, it must be Shinbela."