Su Wen's gaze swept past everyone from the Martial Inspectorate before finally landing on Xue Wanjun.
He sat on his horse with a cold expression.
It was as if he was not the least bit curious about Lu Qingcai's death. He was only interested in discussing the arrangements with the assistant.
The team entered Yong County.
The next morning, they resumed their journey back to the capital.
Su Wen did not do anything during that night.
There was nothing he could do.
He was just a Martial Inspectorate deacon.
Investigate Lu Qingcai's death? Why? On what basis?
The journey to the outside of the Li Prefecturewas different from the journey in.
In the countryside, most of the corpses had already disappeared.
The rotten smell had also dissipated.
After the spring rain fell, all living things around emitting a strong aura of vitality.
It was as if everything had passed.
Not a trace was left behind.