Chen Mo infused his True Yuan into the Image Stone, strands of magnificent light projected out, weaving into an image in the sky.
When using the Erosion Light Hourglass to reconstruct the incident’s process, he recorded the scene by the way. Although it was not a real-time recording, making it appear somewhat blurry, the situation at the time was still visible.
Enormous eyes, a giant hand reaching through the window...
The sect disciple seemed like a toy figure in a house of building blocks, having no resistance at all before being grabbed, presenting a chilling sight.
The old butler’s face turned pale, a flicker of panic and astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Where did this image come from?!
Chu Yanli slightly narrowed his eyes, "This is..."
Chen Mo explained, "Your Highness, I received a report that recently there have been mysterious disappearances of sect disciples in the city, and all of them are cultivators of the fifth rank."
"I found this matter a bit odd, so I used a secret technique to reconstruct the scene at the time, which is what you just saw, Your Highness."
"Secret technique?"
Chu Yanli was quite interested in this seemingly "retrospective" method.
But in the presence of several people, he didn’t say much more.
"And then? What does this have to do with my Prince Yu Mansion?" Chu Heng furrowed his brows, "Not to mention the authenticity of your image source, you’re throwing dirt on my head just based on an eye and an arm?"
"I said, don’t be hasty."
Chen Mo rewound the frame, freezing the moment the giant hand reached into the room.
On the wrist, there appeared faint black tadpole-shaped markings, writhing out like living creatures from the sleeve.
"This thing, you should find it familiar, shouldn’t you?"
Chen Mo looked at the kneeling old butler and asked aloud.
Back at the Imperial Music Bureau, when he and the Princely Heir had a confrontation, the old butler and Eunuch Jin arrived one after another, then Eunuch Jin sent him flying with a single blow... At that time, he noticed black markings appearing on the old butler’s neck.
It seemed to be some kind of tadpole-shaped runes, identical to the markings on this giant hand.
"This old servant doesn’t understand what Mr. Chen is saying." The old butler said with his head lowered.
"It’s alright if you don’t understand."
Chen Mo got up, walked to him, crouched down, and said with a smile, "The Princely Heir is right, just an eye and an arm indeed prove nothing, but these black runes cannot be faked."
"Whether this matter has any connection to you, a little investigation will reveal the truth."
The old butler lifted his head, his expression calm, "How does Mr. Chen intend to investigate?"
"I haven’t seen these runes before, but I can roughly deduce that they only activate if you take action yourself or when faced with a life-and-death crisis." Chen Mo said, rubbing his chin, "If we just take you to the Imperial Prison, I have a way to..."
"That’s against the rules!"
Chu Heng slammed the table with a loud bang and angrily said, "Mr. Duan is under our Prince Mansion’s protection, and you intend to arrest him based on mere speculation? Chen Mo, I haven’t settled accounts with you for last time, do you even regard the Imperial Family?!"
Though he appeared extremely furious, he was secretly observing Chu Yanli’s reaction all the while.
So was Chen Mo.
He knew full well that with such little evidence, he couldn’t arrest anyone.

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