Chu Ming planned to infiltrate the Chu Mansion as a guard to investigate the situation.
But there was a problem to solve: the guard's task was to track him. If he just returned like this, it might arouse suspicion, so he needed a good excuse.
After pondering for a moment, he figured out what to say.
Checking that nothing was left behind, Chu Ming used the environment to hide his form and exited the alley.
Just as he left the alley, he sensed two familiar auras—Shao Pengshu and Tan Hong.
"Lord Shao, now what? Three grown people vanish right under our noses, what will we say to Lord Liuu…" Tan Hong's face was tense, his expression sour.
Shao Pengshu's expression was gloomy; he glanced at the inn, then turned casually to look at the alley where the Chu Family guard had hidden.
"Hm? Where's that Chu Family guard?"
"Gone, could he have noticed the scholar's disappearance too?"
"Impossible, just a young guard—could he be more alert than us?"
Are we alert?
Tan Hong fell silent.
