Mentioning Old Luo, Li Xin's expression became solemn as he said seriously, "President, rest assured, I won't do anything to betray the Night Patrol."
"Haha, it's not that serious. Let's get down to business. I've received some information that the murderer, the Funeral Attendant, hasn't been fully exposed and executed by burning. There's a big fish still detained in the Funeral Attendant's prison." Ma Zhe took a puff of his cigar as he spoke, ready to strike back.
"Oh, is it someone formidable that even the Funeral Attendant fears?" Li Xin was a bit curious. The King's orders should not be disregarded.
