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As I arrived at the shop's entrance, I found the door tightly shut, and the interior was shrouded in darkness, clearly indicating that it had closed for the night. With no other option, I turned to leave.
However, just as I rounded the corner and prepared to depart, I caught a glimpse of several shadowy figures sneaking toward the direction of Li Zhang Gui's fabric shop. A sense of curiosity and alertness surged within me, prompting me to stop and observe from a distance.
I watched as they tiptoed to the front of the shop, paused briefly, and then gently pushed the door open before slipping inside. After a while, they emerged one by one, hastily disappearing into the night.
To my astonishment, not long after, flames erupted from within Li Zhang Gui's shop, lighting up the night sky with a fierce glow.
Zhang Ting looked at Gongfu with a serious expression and asked, "Do you know who those people are?"
His eyes revealed a desperate desire for answers.
Gongfu respectfully replied, "Sir, after seeing those people leave in such a hurry, I felt something was amiss. So I carefully followed them and eventually arrived at a certain location."
Zhang Ting immediately pressed on, "Oh? What kind of place was it?"
Gongfu scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed as he said, "Sir, I can hardly read a word, so I can't describe that place well. However, I can take you and the officials there personally."
Zhang Ting nodded slightly and waved his hand to signal the group of Yayi behind him to follow.
Thus, everyone followed Gongfu through winding paths until they finally stopped in front of a fabric shop.
Gongfu pointed at the shop and said to Zhang Ting, "Sir, this is the place!"
Zhang Ting looked up at the shop before him, a hint of confusion crossing his face. He turned to Gongfu for confirmation. "Are you sure you haven't made a mistake? This is really the shop?"
Gongfu nodded vigorously, his tone firm as he replied, "Sir, it is absolutely correct! There is no mistake! It is right here!"
With Gongfu's affirmation, Zhang Ting stepped into the shop.
As soon as he entered, he called out loudly, "Where is Zhang Gui? Bring him out!"
At that moment, a clerk emerged from the back room. Seeing Zhang Ting and his companions, he froze for a moment before quickly approaching and bowing respectfully. "Sir, I did not expect your esteemed presence. How may I assist you?"
Zhang Ting's gaze was piercing as he fixed his eyes on the clerk and asked again, "I ask you this: where is Zhang Gui right now?"
Under Zhang Ting's intense scrutiny, the clerk felt a chill run down his spine but managed to maintain his composure as he replied, "Reporting to you, Sir, Zhang Gui is out on business and is not here at this moment."
Zhang Ting's impatience flared as he shouted urgently, "Quickly call him here! Make it fast!"
The voice echoed through the fabric shop, carrying an undeniable authority.
Upon hearing the command, the shop assistant did not dare to delay for even a moment. He hurriedly stepped out of the door, his figure quickly disappearing at the end of the street.
Time passed slowly, and everyone waited anxiously, unsure of how long it had been.
Just then, a hurried set of footsteps approached from afar, and Old Zhang finally arrived, panting heavily.
As soon as he stepped into the shop, his gaze was drawn to Zhang Ting, who was seated upright in an official robe, exuding an air of solemnity.
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