Yan Tu replied with a sneer, "How should I know?"
"We don't know what it represents, but what we can ascertain is that it certainly has its significance, definitely not ordinary."
The blind elder spoke unhurriedly, "Focusing on that scissors grinder, we investigated everyone within three adjacent blocks. Sorted by cultivation, only a total of four hundred seventy-one people could have heard that sound at that precise time..."
Yan Tu looked at the lantern of white paper in the hand of the blind elder before him, surprisingly feeling it was a wavering, soul-retrieving banner, swaying before his eyes.
And the voice of this old man next to him continued to echo—
"As you expected, we meticulously checked all those four hundred seventy-one people. Up to this moment, only three remain unexcluded from suspicion, and General Yan, you are among them."
Yan Tu shook his head, expressing admiration, "Truly a brilliant process."
