Lu Jin looked at Zhong Shaozhong and gently shook his head. "I'm talking about King Liang…"
King Liang sat at the desk in front of a small dark lamp. Having stayed up all night, a light stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes looked increasingly deep-set. His gaze was no longer as timid as it usually was in front of others. Instead, it revealed a harsh determination.
"Did King Xian personally go to examine the body?" King Liang asked.
Hongqiao, kneeling on the ground, nodded. "Indeed, I saw him from afar. King Xian looked relieved. The headless corpse was likely Fu Ruoxi. After all, Fu Ruoxi lost an arm; there's no doubt about that. And it wasn't a coincidence that another person missing an arm died at this time!"
"What about the clothes? Did you look at them closely?" King Liang asked again.
"King Xian's people guarded closely. I couldn't look closely. However, from what I saw, it should be Fu Ruoxi!" Hongqiao said confidently.