"Ye Qing, which young master in the capital are you closest with on a daily basis""……"Ye Er's hand paused mid-fold, a cold smile playing on his lips. He had expected this, the emperor hadn't fully tru...Han Yun squatted down, and the merchant's face paled; he subconsciously stopped pretending to scoop rice.

The peddler was just an ordinary commoner in disguise, wearing roughspun clothes and a straw hat on his head.

It was similar to the pawnbroker's description, but this merchant's straw hat didn't cover his face.

This peddler had a face full of vicissitudes, just a very typical village elder.

Seeing Han Yun crouch down at this moment, he thought he had done something wrong. Coupled with the man's cold, expressionless face, the old man's hands began to tremble.

He cast a cautious glance at Han Yun, then bowed his head. He had been squatting, but now he was kneeling on both knees:

"Master, I wonder if I have done something wrong If I have offended you or caused you any displeasure, this old servant...will leave at once."

Han Yun had tried his best to appear calm, but still frightened the old man. He shook his head slightly and said, "Grandpa, don't be afraid. I just have some things I want to ask you, I'm not here to cause you trouble."

As if his words had worked a charm, the old man's rigid body relaxed slightly. "Sir... Sir, what is it"

About five days ago, was there a man who passed by here dressed like you And that man had a straw hat on his head and a very obvious scar on his back. Has the old man seen such a person

He was here to inquire about someone, the old man's heart eased slightly. He carefully recalled based on the description provided.

At this moment, when my heart had finally relaxed, it instantly tightened again.

Funny enough, five days ago, he actually came and set up a stall here.

Like him, people from poor families could only sell their household grain at low prices to make some money.

Five days ago, he did bring a batch of grain here to set up a stall.

And indeed, there was once a younger brother who bought all the grain from him.

According to this young master's description, he is very similar to the young man from five days ago.

He remembered very clearly that the young man who bought chestnuts with him was dressed in very ordinary clothes, which were not worth as much as his own suit.

Especially the scar on the young man's back was very visible, so he could see it at a glance.

At this moment, as the young man in front of him spoke, his face turned pale. As if remembering something dreadful, he shuddered uncontrollably all over.

Seeing him like this, Han Yun's eyes lit up, and she asked in an extremely affirmative tone, "Elder, you have indeed seen that kind of man."

Han Yun's aura was indeed powerful. He wasn't an ordinary commoner after all. The sword in his hand often saw blood, so even though he deliberately tried to soften his attitude, the old man was still quite frightened.

The moment he crouched down, he was already intimidating. Now, with his resolute voice, the old man trembled even worse.

But despite his fear, now that the young master had asked, he naturally had to answer, no matter what he knew.

So he nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling, "Yes... yes... five days ago, a young man did indeed come to the old slave and bought glutinous rice."

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"...These words from the old man were inexplicable, leaving Han Yun and the Qingyun Pavilion disciples behind him bewildered."

But he was just about to realize what the old man meant. It turned out that he had misunderstood that the man who came to buy grain from him that day was someone who had stolen silver.

After hearing the old man's words, the subordinates of Qingyun Pavilion behind him helplessly massaged their temples.

They also knew that the Grand Master's expression was too cold at this moment, so when the old man saw it, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Just like the pawnbroker, even though they hadn't done anything yet, he was so scared that he wet himself.

At this point, they were also afraid that the old man, being so elderly, might be frightened and something bad could happen to him. This was certainly not what they wanted to see.

Then, after a few glances at each other, one of them, who looked very familiar, walked forward, bent down, and said in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid, sir. We inquired about this person and he is not a thief."

"We are not his enemies, you see. He is actually an acquaintance of ours. It's just that we lost touch over the years. We simply want to find him now, nothing more than that. It's not that he has done anything wrong."

“He obtained the silver he used to buy grain from you legitimately. We wouldn't ask for that money from you, so please rest assured and simply tell us what you know. We won't cause you any trouble.”

As expected, upon hearing this from the subordinates of the Azure Cloud Pavilion, the old man selling grain cautiously raised his head and glanced at the few people in front of him.

Human eyes never lie; there's a certain righteousness in their gaze that suggests he isn't as bad as he appears.

After pausing for a moment, he proceeded to explain the events of that day to Han Yun and the others.

Actually, this old man doesn't know who that man is. The only reason he remembers him so clearly is...

That day, he had just taken out fifty catties of grain and was showing it off when a young man came up to him. He asked the price and found that the price of the grain this man sold was definitely lower than that at the grain store.

Then, after asking the price and finding it acceptable, he almost didn't haggle and directly said he wanted to take everything.

He then formed some impression of the young man.

To know, those who buy such coarse grain from him are mostly poor families who can hardly afford to eat.

So, people who usually buy grain don't haggle over the price. They always try to get a little less than what is asked for.

Every time, he was also used to bargaining with the buyers, so the young man's straightforwardness in giving him the silver that day impressed him a little.

Just as this young master said, there is indeed a very hideous scar on the back of that man's hand. Such a prominent feature is not uncommon to forget.

As the old man explained these words, Han Yun and the others knew that the person they were looking for was the one who had bought grain from this old man.

After a moment's hesitation, the man from Qingyun Pavilion impatiently asked, "Do you know where that man went after that"

"Speaking of which, the old man shook his head and frowned, "That old servant really doesn't know. After all, the man bought the grain and carried it away. This old servant, with these old arms and legs, couldn't catch up to him. When this old servant packed up his stall and walked out of the market, there was no sign of that person anymore."

After all that effort to finally find someone who knew something, now that the old man says this, it means the trail of that man has disappeared once again. on these two things. For a while, I even forgot to send someone to Beijing to capture those two children.At this time, upon hearing Bai Feng's question, Bai Longqian hurriedly bowed, "Young Master, I...