Chapter 97: The Oversight of Demolishing the East Wall

"Miscalculate? How could that be possible?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng's eyes widened in surprise. She had calculated each step meticulously; how could there be a miscalculation?

"In this chess game you've played, your most cunning move was to frame the City Lord's Mansion massacre on the mountain bandits from Baili Mountain." Zhou Mu, hand on forehead, rhythmically tapped the armrest of his chair, his expression nonchalant.

"What about the mountain bandits from Baili Mountain? Are they also raised by your family?" Gu Changsheng asked quickly, her eyes spinning rapidly.

It wouldn't be so melodramatic for her to guess correctly, would it?