In the night.
Chen Ji returned to the edge of the rooftop, standing poised on the overhanging eaves, calmly looking down at his feet.
Is there a problem with the Princely Heir?
If there was a problem, the other party has been in Donglin Academy for the past three years, incapable of doing much.
If there was no problem, then it's too coincidental that the other party returned at this time and appeared in the Golden Workshop.
Chen Ji furrowed his brow, trying to sort out some clues, but found that too many were missing.
In the courtyard.
The Princely Heir saw the Jianghu knights abandon him and run, cursing as he turned around, "Aren't they Jianghu knights? Don't they always claim to value righteousness? They really lack loyalty!"
Six knife-wielding spies had charged into the yard, cornering the Princely Heir and Bai Li against the wall of the courtyard. One of the spies said coldly, "Those who resist arrest will be charged with a greater crime."