The County Government Office—Wen Congrui had just set down the list of Child Students prepared to participate in this year's academy exam and rubbed his swollen forehead.
A cup of strong tea was presented to him, and after taking a sip, Wen Congrui knit his brows a few times.
"What tea is this, brewed so strong?" Wen Congrui looked towards the young servant.
Nan Shan said, "Sir, I saw you were somewhat fatigued, so I specially brewed it stronger."
Wen Congrui glanced at him, then lowered his gaze to the case files in his hand, and spoke to Steward Chen sitting at the side table, "Steward Chen, any news about the strapping man with the fox mask?"
The day after that man had left, he had specially sent people to follow him, but they lost his trail.
Steward Chen hurriedly responded, "Sir, not yet." Yet in his heart, he muttered cynically—perhaps that man was just a swindler, possibly even the Flower-Picking Thief himself, long gone by now.