Just the other day, County Magistrate Song had shown great enthusiasm, sending men to the Su Mansion to catch a person of suspicion. Although they failed to arrest anyone, they had a chance encounter with Zhuang Yin. It was like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.
Zhuang Yin forced a smile, leaned slightly forward, and a lustful, sinister grin spread across his bearded face, "The fame of the beautiful widow of the Su Family is widespread. Isn't getting her in hand far better than being a bandit?"
Xiao Song's pair of pitch-black eyes stared at Zhuang Yin, staring until his smile froze on his face, then suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, "Haha, I can understand."
