50. All who meet a good end are like me.

The firearms craftsman case... solved?!

In the imperial garden, inside the pavilion.

When Zhao Douan spoke those words, the most powerful woman in the Heavenly Human Realm was stunned.

It was as if she hadn't heard clearly.

Beside her, the Imperial Censor, a First-rank official at court, looked over as well, unable to conceal his astonishment.

It wasn't that their Qi Cultivation Skill was lacking, the news was simply too sudden.

It was as if everyone was eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly there was a gunshot... Are you saying a case that was stalled for so long had been solved?

"Repeat that!"

Xu Zhenguan's bright eyes stared at him, her body leaning forward unconsciously, straining to hear clearly.

Yuann Li also narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Douan, deferential and obedient, with a hint of fragrance reaching his nose, spoke slowly,