Wufu sensed something was amiss and hurried toward the encircled crowd.
As she drew nearer, a pungent stench of blood wormed its way into her nostrils. Wufu's complexion shifted, and upon seeing Liu Jin constantly pushing through the crowd, she quickly pulled him back.
"Miss?" Liu Jin looked at her, puzzled.
Wufu shook her head, signaling for him not to enter any further. It was at that moment that the Yamen Runners arrived, loudly dispersing the onlookers.
"Move aside, move aside."
"Disperse, the Government Office is handling official matters."
Seeing the government officials arriving, the commoners automatically made way. Wufu took the opportunity to look ahead and saw several people on the ground, pounding it and weeping bitterly. Before them lay a corpse covered with a white cloth, emanating a particularly chilling aura.
"My son, you're going to be the death of me, my Lady Rong."
"Sister, second sister, wuah..."