C291 Mists

An incense stick of time had passed, yet Zhao Yu still hadn't come. Furong couldn't help but speak up.

"Miss, why don't we interrogate these people first. Housekeeper Zhao doesn't look like he'll be able to make it in time."

"No, we have to wait." Jiang JinYue replied firmly, "That's how I can get the truth."

And not so hard. Jiang JinYue silently cursed in her heart