Su Ling'er stood on the steps of the Su Mansion, facing the gentle breeze, a plan already forming in her mind.
Anhe City was bound to have its dark underbelly, but it was generally a peaceful place. Miss An's murderer had to be a great shadow lurking beneath this facade of "peace."
If she could just stir up a few ripples with a hefty reward, clues about the real criminals might surface. Then she could follow the trail and perhaps catch the true culprit.
However—
"Fairy Maiden! I have a report! That limping beggar at the gate of the Earth God Temple in the north of the city is a fake! I saw him with my own eyes the morning before last! He pulled his 'broken' leg out of his pants and gave it a good, long stretch!"
'A beggar scam?' Su Ling'er thought. '...I've seen this before.'
