As soon as the man finished speaking, the scattered voices of agreement rose up around him.
Yue Mingxuan followed the sound with his eyes and quickly realized that many of those responding were dressed like lowly servants, yet at a glance it was obvious they were well trained martial experts.
He took two steps back and quietly said to Tang Lubao, "Brother-in-law, there are a lot of planted spy here."
Once this farce was over, following these people might very well lead them to clues about Sister Bai's whereabouts.
Tang Lubao had already been gripping his fists tightly in anger ever since he heard the man in black clothes slander Bai Huayue.
He had only forced himself to endure it out of concern for the situation at hand.
That man's appearance had already been etched deeply into his memory.
Now, hearing Yue Mingxuan's words, his heart jolted and he finally noticed that both the speaker and those echoing him all looked unfamiliar.
