Grand Inspector Lu's expression darkened at Feng Fan's words. He cast a sharp glance at Qin Cai, his eyes narrowing slightly. Though the look lasted only a second, it was enough to send cold sweat trickling down Qin Cai's back. Then, turning to Feng Fan, Lu Bao's stern demeanor softened.
"Young Friend Feng, why don't you tell me more about the events that led to the current situation?"
Despite the presence of both a law enforcer and a guard commander, Lu Bao had chosen to hear Feng Fan's side first—a subtle yet undeniable sign of favoritism. Of course, someone as experienced as Lu Bao would allow the others to speak as well, but his initial action already hinted at where his suspicions were.
