He hurriedly crouched down, his fingers brushing across the floor, and after confirming it was bloodstains, his entire expression changed.
"Housekeeper, this is blood! It must have happened recently." The people below were also shocked. With so much blood spilled, the body's fresh blood must have been drained dry.
"Find out what happened, who has been here, and where they went." Housekeeper Xing's fingers trembled slightly as he commanded, emphasizing each word.
"Yes."
Housekeeper Xing stared at the bloodstains on the ground, lost in thought. He could now basically confirm that the owner of Mithril was indeed the granddaughter of the Grand Aunt. The situation that Sheng Ning explained at home might actually be impersonating the owner of Mithril.
Identity, name—all of it.
In other words, the one who encountered the mishap is the real Sheng Ning.
