Qi Junyi was reading a book.
The book he was reading was a supernatural novel he randomly picked up at a small bookstore during the day, and he was thoroughly enjoying it.
"Third Brother!"
Li Qingmu appeared in Qi Junyi's room, startling him. He said gloomily, "Seventeenth Brother, you really come and go like the wind. I almost thought you were an assassin!"
Li Qingmu smiled faintly: "Sorry to have scared you, Third Brother."
Qi Junyi waved his hand, helpless with his brother. He asked curiously, "I thought you would give me the evidence of Liu Hui's corruption early on, but you've delayed this long. What have you been up to?"
He understood this brother's personality; he wouldn't act without reason—there had to be another motive.
Li Qingmu said, "It's nothing much. I just found the evidence of his corruption along with his accomplices. This is what I've sorted in the past few days."
