Greenwater City, Lu Maoxian's Residence.
Lu Maoxian had flipped through the newspaper sent from Black Stone Slope and sat silently in his chair, uttering not a word.
He knew something had happened at Black Stone Slope and had expected that someone would cause trouble there over the "Blood Gun Detective" incident.
But he hadn't anticipated such an outcome.
Tang Peigong was seriously injured and had nearly become a cripple.
Wu Decheng had gone missing, with no news to date.
The butler brought a cup of tea, and Lu Maoxian gestured for him to set it aside.
"Go buy a train ticket; I'm leaving for Black Stone Slope today."
"Master, are you going alone?"
Lu Maoxian replied with a smile, "Otherwise? Who else can I bring along?"
"Master, there are some things I don't know if I should say."
"Speak." The butler had been with him for many years, and Lu Maoxian had always been kind to him.
