"How the General Bureau manages things is normal family decline and replacement. The capable ascend. It's not like the previous sixteen prominent families must be the same ones who go to Shangjing, is it?"
While that was the logic, the problem was that the situation in Shangjing was entirely different now. Theoretically, the General Bureau should not allow a power grab at such a time!
However, A Dong didn't know more details, only the general outline, and Li Chonglou couldn't extract anything else.
Then, the focus returned to the task.
According to A Dong, Sister Feng had her eyes on one of the old prominent families and intended to use this opportunity to infiltrate her influence.
It wouldn't be accurate to call it infiltration; expansion would be a better word.
At the same time, this Jiang family also had its sights set on the same prominent family, naturally placing them in opposition to Sister Feng.
A Dong didn't say much, but Li Chonglou noticed a key point.
The influence of the Four Great Gangs of Shangjing, if one were to be precise, was actually significantly stronger than the Sixteen Prominent Families, possibly even on par with the Eight Great Families.
Only the Wu family, standing alone, could completely crush them!
At such a time, how could a mere rising power like the Jiang family dare to openly oppose Sister Feng, the representative of the Qing Gang district?
Without the support of other forces behind it, even a ghost wouldn't believe it!
Therefore, Li Chonglou asked a crucial question.
"Which gang supports this Jiang family?"
The expressions of the two immediately changed.
They looked at Li Chonglou with surprise.
"Holy crap, how did he know about this? I never mentioned it!"
Sister Feng's reply was only two brief words, precisely to prevent Li Chonglou from knowing too much.
Having followed Sister Feng for so many years, the two naturally understood this. Yet, A Dong never imagined that a casual remark from him could lead Li Chonglou to deduce so much!
Was this guy's perceptiveness that outrageous?
A Dong forced himself to calm down and chuckled, saying, "I don't know about that. You'll have to ask Sister Feng."
At the same time, he mentally prepared himself to absolutely not speak in front of this guy unless absolutely necessary in the future.
A Hai, standing beside him, had already wisely kept his mouth shut and sat to the side.
Seeing their reactions, Li Chonglou knew what was going on.
Sigh, it seemed he'd have to rely on himself again.
It was evident that Sister Feng was still assessing him.
Both in terms of strength and background, until he could provide enough convincing proof on these two points, Li Chonglou doubted he would receive much assistance from her.
So, he would wait.
After a brief rest, Li Chonglou lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.
Although it was only evening, Li Chonglou slept exceptionally soundly, showing no guard against A Dong and A Hai.
Since his cultivation was crippled and he returned to being an ordinary person, Li Chonglou, whether because his body hadn't fully recovered or as a lingering effect of losing his cultivation, slept a full twelve hours a day!
And he still felt unsatisfied.
He could now fall asleep the moment he hit the pillow, undisturbed even by a cacophony of gongs and drums nearby.
As for the presence of the two, although the people in the Soul Bottle space could no longer merge souls, their abilities remained.
They were perfectly capable of acting as sentinels.
Therefore, Li Chonglou slept very peacefully.
On the other hand, A Dong and A Hai sat there feeling extremely bored.
"Could this guy have some terminal illness?"
Ordinary people wouldn't be able to sleep at this hour. Moreover, Li Chonglou's first impression was that of someone recovering from a serious illness.
He looked sickly, easily leading people to such assumptions.
It was A Hai who spoke, and after hearing his words, A Dong's slight positive impression of Li Chonglou from earlier that day wavered.
If he were truly someone nearing his end, no matter how capable, Sister Feng likely wouldn't heavily rely on him.
After all, no one wants to meticulously plan everything, only to have someone falter midway and then have to find a replacement.
"Never mind, you watch him here. I'm going out to buy something to eat."
And so, they each went their own way, spending a quiet evening.
It wasn't until the next morning that Li Chonglou was awakened by a pang of hunger.
Without his cultivation power, besides sleeping more, Li Chonglou also became hungrier.
This trait hadn't improved even as his body got better, and Li Chonglou had long grown accustomed to it. So, upon waking, he didn't bother with the two lying on the sofa.
He left his residence directly.
His place wasn't far from Old Feng's shop, but for breakfast, he preferred to buy some steamed buns and soy milk at the market.
While paying, the gossip from nearby caught Li Chonglou's attention.
"Did you hear? The police seem to have caught someone in the murder case at the old building."
"No way, that efficient? But I haven't seen any news online."
"That's just a rumor, and the impact is probably too bad, so they wouldn't post it online."
They've already caught the person?
Li Chonglou's expression tightened, and he quickly hurried back to his residence with his breakfast.
On the way, he checked online with his phone. As expected, although there was no news from official or reputable media outlets,
there were discussions in the comment sections of various local video articles.
Many of them claimed the police had already apprehended the suspect and were interrogating them.
Some even revealed the suspect's entire background, stating their surname as a second-generation rich kid, as if they were the one conducting the interrogation.
Li Chonglou looked on in confusion.
If the suspect's identity were indeed that of a second-generation rich kid, it would deviate from his own speculation. After all, what second-generation rich kid would do such a thing these days?
Of course, Li Chonglou was referring to becoming an assassin.
The assassin profession was typically taken up by those who had no other recourse, as it was a high-risk occupation where one might die at any moment.
If the suspect were a second-generation rich kid, they would have little motive or drive to engage in such activities!
However, he also understood that some people online just spoke whatever came to mind. The truth, naturally, had to be obtained through official channels.
Li Chonglou directly shook the two sleeping men awake.
As soon as A Dong's eyes opened, he suddenly jolted, leaping up with a whoosh.
"Damn, how could we fall asleep?"
As enforcers, sleeping so soundly in an unfamiliar environment would surely earn them a stern reprimand from Sister Feng!
However, before he could fully react, Li Chonglou handed him his phone.
"Quick, ask your informants what's really going on!"
A Dong, having calmed down slightly, took a closer look and was equally surprised.
"No way, they caught someone already?"
A Hai, who had just woken up, also hurried over.