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No chance?!
These words drained the color from the faces of Hong Buqun and his servant.
Miao Xian seemed unaware that his words had frightened them, and he continued slowly to finish: "Because this case will soon have a result!"
Hearing this, a bit of color returned to Hong Buqun's face.
Once Gao Yanpeng led Hong Buqun and his servant to the mourning hall, Miao Xian glanced at Miao Chunjiang: "How is it?"
Miao Chunjiang replied earnestly: "Master, I feel that if Governor Hong is not someone who is adept at concealing emotions, he should have nothing to do with Lord Tang's death; rather, it's the little servant beside Governor Hong..."
Miao Chunjiang mused for a moment: "I feel that the reaction of the little servant beside Governor Hong is too strange."
Miao Xian gave Miao Chunjiang a deep look: "What is strange?"
