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Sang Qingxiao was quite certain that the incident in Shanxia Village was man-made and had nothing to do with demons.
"You know about it too?"
Sang Qingxiao smiled without answering.
"Hmph, so mysterious," Li Cu continued, "When Zhao Qing arrived at Zhao Manor's entrance, he had already knocked his head and was nearly unable to stand. Chi Chen'an supported him as they knocked on the door of Zhao Manor. The doorman initially ignored them, but it was only after Chi Chen'an intervened that the Zhao Family Steward came out."
The Zhao Family Steward spoke politely, claiming not to recognize them, yet there was a hint of panic in his eyes. I could tell something was off.
After being pushed away several times by the Zhao Family Steward, Zhao Qing grew anxious and shouted at the entrance, saying that if they did not act according to the divine will, people from the Zhao Family would die.
To speak of death so loudly at someone else's doorstep caused the Zhao Family to change their expression immediately. They disregarded even Chi Chen'an's face and directly tried to chase them away. During this expulsion, they even attempted to resort to underhanded tactics; if I hadn't been there to intervene, Zhao Qing would have been in serious trouble.
After Li Cu finished recounting this, noticing Sang Qingxiao's unusual reaction, he tentatively asked, "So, will people from the Zhao Family really die?"
Sang Qingxiao responded with a smile, "If they dare to strike a divine messenger, do you think the Zhao Family will escape unscathed?"
Li Cu flicked his tail and said, "If you ask me, I’ll be keeping a close eye on you these days; there’s bound to be a good show!"
That night, Li Cu indeed witnessed an intriguing spectacle.
Sang Qingxiao went out at night while Li Cu stealthily followed her from atop a wall, deliberately revealing his shadow for her to see.
Sang Qingxiao chuckled, "You're getting more and more mischievous; you hardly resemble a general charging into battle anymore."
With Old Vine providing the blueprints for the Zhao Family, Sang Qingxiao easily located the residence of Zhao Guotai, the person in charge of the Zhao Family.
Zhao Guotai was the legitimate eldest son of Zhao Tuo and had now taken over his father's position as Censor of the Court quite competently.
There were no lamps lit inside his house, but not far away, the Zhao Family's conference hall was brightly lit.
Clearly, Zhao Qing's appearance had caught them off guard.
According to Li Cu, Chi Chen'an had brought Zhao Qing into the Chi Family; by then, the Zhao Family had already lost their chance to silence him.
Sang Qingxiao wasn't curious about what they were discussing; she carefully searched through Zhao Guotai's room using the faint light from her talisman in hand.
Several officials from the Zhao Family gathered together for hours discussing various strategies and finally settled on one that seemed feasible.
With an early court session scheduled for tomorrow, they needed to disperse early to avoid letting those old foxes in court notice how much effort they had put into this matter and adjust their spirits for whatever probing questions might come from those old foxes.
Zhao Guotai had other plans in mind; he paced back and forth with his hands behind his back before dismissing his servants at the door. After closing the door behind him and turning around, he was startled by a woman glowing faintly by his desk—Midnight.
He instinctively called for his servants but received no response.
Sang Qingxiao kindly told him to stop shouting; they couldn't hear him.
Zhao Guotai attempted to open the door again, but it wouldn't budge.
As one grows older, the fear of death intensifies. When faced with danger, the instinct is to flee, but when escape proves impossible, a fearless demeanor emerges. He confronted Sang Qingxiao directly, demanding, "Who are you to dare intrude upon Zhao Manor?"
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