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"But not an unfounded one," Jiang Lu retorted, eyebrows drawn in consternation. "I'm not trying to mislead Young Master, it's a sincere warning. I would have said something sooner, had I known Young Master Fan was getting close to Wei Liang."

Xie Bian nodded at Jiang Lu to follow him through the stone path into the bamboo thicket surrounding a wooden bench and water fountain. He should at least give off the impression of not wanting to be overheard.

"How did you find something like that?" he asked, keeping his voice barely above a whisper.

"Xiangsi told me, as Young Master said, we are close." He chewed on his lower lip, as if only now realizing he was betraying Wei Xiangsi's confidence. "But I overheard a conversation between Old Master Wei and Wei Liang that confirmed it. Wei Liang was telling his father: "it is done, no one will find the bitch's body."