Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 507 I'm Not a Liar

The conversation at the next table continued.

A woman raised her glass and said:

"That fortune teller wandered around the city several times this afternoon, probably trying to become known to everyone, and he even bumped into me!"

"I heard she was a thief, so I quickly searched her place, but nothing was missing."

"This little thief, so many people brushed past her on the road, yet she only stole Lord Su's things. Her actions are hard to understand."

She shook her head, looking completely bewildered.

Someone nearby chimed in, "Haha, maybe he hasn't made any money all day and is thinking of stealing a big one? Let's drink!"

Then they started discussing other trivial matters.

Su Xiao sat alone at a table separated by a screen, lost in thought.

So...it turns out...she wasn't the only one hit?

If she were truly a thief, would she be so picky as to steal from her instead of someone else?

As she was pondering this, the roasted pigeon she had ordered was served, and she temporarily put the matter aside. However, her impression of Miss Wu underwent a subtle change.

If Zhu Wuyao had said these words, they would have sounded like sophistry to him.

But Su Xiao happened to be there on a whim to eat roast pigeon when he overheard these things from a passerby.

Because Zhu Wuyao "refused to cooperate".

In addition, no evidence could be found.

Even on the day Li Chengguan returned to the government office, Su Xiao was still unable to clear Zhu Wuyao's name.

Su Xiao felt particularly helpless when the topic came up.

The issue now is not whether or not to convict her, but that Zhu Wuyao is in prison, looking resigned and unable to defend herself. Su Xiao is furious at her lack of self-respect.

After a while, she also felt a surge of anger.

The stalemate continued.

I didn't intend to ask Zhu Wuyao for compensation.

On the eve of Li Chengguan's return to the mansion on the fifth day, she was even busier. Not only did she have to organize various matters to report, but also various parties, knowing that Li Chengguan was about to return to the mansion, held banquets and wanted Su Xiao to help deliver messages and act as an intermediary.

Nine out of ten are sycophants.

But who knows which one is really busy?

Su Xiao holds an important position and inevitably has to attend social events. Not to mention her, even Li Chengguan is an unconventional person who often goes out to banquets to see what tricks the various parties are up to.

With Li, the city management officer, absent, this matter is troubling the stewards and clerks in the government office.

Looking at the several invitations handed to him, Su Xiao naturally didn't have time to look at them all. After picking through them, he looked at one of the invitations and suddenly had a thought: the design seemed familiar.

She "subconsciously" clicked on the invitation card.

However, they did not realize that the pattern on this invitation was somewhat similar to Zhu Wuyao's scribbles.

The similarities lie in their artistic abilities, but the difference lies in Zhu Wuyao's painting skills.

Inside Xinda Building.

Su Xiao inwardly groaned.

If she had known that the merchant across the street was talking about such empty and worthless things, she wouldn't have come!

Now I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles, and listening to the babbling on the other end of the line makes me even more drowsy.

Just then, she heard voices talking nearby.

Suddenly, he perked up and started listening intently.

"...I saw with my own eyes that the illusory figure inside Qingzhai Bookstore was none other than the manager of Canglang Literature Collection, discussing conspiracies and schemes with his disciple Wuyuzi..."

The person at the next table was Shang Qi.

After recounting what he had seen and heard in Beixuan City, he suddenly sighed:

"If it weren't for that girl who told my fortune, I'm afraid I would have fallen for Wu Cang's tricks!"

"I returned this time to visit this master, but no one answered the door when I knocked. Even the wooden plaque that was given to me after I exchanged a penny for a divination has disappeared."

"It was all like a dream..."

Su Xiao suddenly snapped out of his daze and opened his eyes wide.

A fortune telling for a single penny, plus a free gift—this style…? How is it so similar to that of Miss Wu?

And no one answered the door when I knocked...

Why is there no one...?

Could it be because he himself arrested and imprisoned him?

The merchant across the street who was hosting Su Xiao ignored her expression and thought he had hit the nail on the head. He was immediately inspired and was about to boast again.

But to everyone's surprise, Su Xiao suddenly stood up.

He raised his hands in a fist salute and said, "I suddenly remembered something urgent. Everyone, let's talk about it another day."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to stop him, Su Xiao hurriedly headed towards the city management office.

After leaving the restaurant, she quickly reached out to take out the note.

The cloth bag that could hold the note was missing at some point. The cut was clean, as if it had been slashed by a sharp weapon, exactly as it had been on that day.

Su Xiao stood blankly at the entrance of the restaurant.

Countless passersby hurried by, making it impossible to discern who had mistaken the cloth bag containing the note for a banknote and stolen it. But it was definitely not the young lady Wu in the prison cell.

Behind her, amidst the clinking of glasses and the lively conversation of countless people, Su Xiao seemed to hear that one sound, so soft it was almost imperceptible—

"Miss Su, I'm not a liar."

This was the only self-defense statement made by that young woman, Ms. Wu, which, upon reflection now, seems to reveal a great deal of helplessness.

It was as if he were sighing softly.

In the cell.

In the pitch black, there was a narrow window on the cell wall, through which moonlight slanted in and was sliced ​​into pieces by the iron bars.

White robes must not be stained with dust.

Zhu Wuyao said to Lingbi:

"I deserved to be locked up for these past few days, but Su Xiao is too kind-hearted. When she realized she had misunderstood me, her guilt will shape me into a different image in her mind."

"Time, place, people... by a series of coincidences, she should head to the next stage to perform another play."

The moonlight slanted in through the window and fell half a foot in front of her.

Unfortunately, while divine sense can discern the shape of objects, it cannot distinguish between light and darkness. The bright moonlight was mistakenly cast into the dark room, which was a great pity.

Su Xiao rushed to the prison, but turned back on the way to the city management office.

She was sincerely apologetic and wanted to clear the name of the wrongly imprisoned person. She thought that she should obtain the necessary documents and release the person openly and honestly. Little did she know that she was just a pawn.

"Xiao Su, it's so late, why haven't you come home yet?"

"Li, the city management officer?"

The city management office is located in the front hall, and the residence is in the back courtyard.

Hearing the voice in his ear, Su Xiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Li Chengguan would return early.

She walked to the backyard.

Sure enough, Li, the city management officer, was sitting on the stone steps drinking.

She hadn't even prepared any wine glasses; all that was around her was a scattered wine jug. Seeing this, Su Xiao sighed inwardly, overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

Li, the city management officer, is a wine lover. Because of this, he always has many rules and customs when drinking. People are always willing to put more effort into what they love.

Su Xiao stepped forward and recognized the jugs of wine as ordinary bulk wine, bought haphazardly from a street vendor.

I suppose I was feeling down, but I just happened to stumble upon this situation.

Before she could even ask, she heard Li, the city management officer, mutter to himself:

Did I misread the divination?

"I am just a minor cultivator with no talent in cultivation. The sect elders entrusted this area to me, saying that I may not become a powerful divination cultivator, but I will become a good administrator."

"Little Su, I've almost completely ruined our treasury!"

Su Xiao was caught off guard by this devastating news.

She felt a little dizzy.