Following Fang Shicheng, Chen Ping'an soon passed a waterside pavilion.
Just as the two were leaving, their figures receding into the distance, a young lady on the pavilion happened to see them.
"That man... He isn't from our Fang Family, is he?"
"I suppose so. But who cares?" a young man said, unconcerned.
"That Zuo Wumei who trespassed on our Fang Family lands before... I heard he's dead. My uncle said the person who killed him was some Candidate for Deputy from the Outer City Garrison Command, and that he isn't very old. Could that be him?"
"I suppose that's possible!"
"..."
The young men and women on the pavilion chatted, their tone mostly careless.
"Alright, so what if he killed Zuo Wumei? He's just a bumpkin from the Outer City. Is that really something to talk about? Come on, come on, let's get back to playing Qu Shangliu Shui."
A young man with a hint of arrogance on his face spoke up, clearly displeased.
