When Wen Mian asked her question like that, the innkeeper's heart suddenly trembled.
But as she frowned and looked at Wen Mian, hesitating, the words she wanted to say were still blocked at her lips.
"How could I possibly know anything? The incident happened so long ago, I've only heard about it. Please don't trouble me with this."
No sooner had she spoken than the innkeeper turned around and left, moving very quickly, and Wen Mian couldn't stop her at all.
By the time Wen Mian thought to chase after her, Pei Zhiyao had caught her wrist and directly interrupted her movement.
"Don't be upset, we need to investigate this matter slowly, there will be results. Just because she won't talk doesn't mean others won't speak up."
With the comfort of Pei Zhiyao's words, Wen Mian's heart finally settled down.
"I'll accompany you, let's go."
Many people in the village hadn't left, so it wouldn't be difficult to learn the truth about what happened back then.