Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Li Hui's slap made Zhang Dongyang see stars, and the burning pain made him grimace.

His gaze fell ruthlessly on Jiang Yueming, his eyes brimming with murderous intent and resentment.

He didn't understand why his uncle's attitude had suddenly changed; Jiang Yueming was just a lowly commoner.

What's there to be afraid of? Just kill them, then find some random crime to file a record.

They've done these procedures many times before, so they're very familiar with them.

Jiang Yueming ignored Zhang Dongyang's hatred and said with a hint of regret, "Li Hui, you've really suffered having a nephew like Zhang Dongyang."

"Jiang Yueming! What did you say! Say it again if you dare, you lowly commoner!" Zhang Dongyang was furious when he heard Jiang Yueming's words.

Snapped!

Ah!

Li Hui slapped Zhang Dongyang across the face again, shouting, "Zhang Dongyang, shut up! Don't you understand?!"

"But Uncle... I..." Zhang Dongyang covered his face, which was already red and swollen from being slapped, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Then Li Hui glared coldly at Zhang Dongyang, a look that contained a hint of killing intent!

Zhang Dongyang also sensed the danger and immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

He was initially frustrated, wondering why his uncle had become like this.

In fact, not only him, but all the diners in the inn were puzzled. It was unbelievable that Jiang Yueming could stun the city commander with just a few words.

"Hey, what exactly did you mean by that?" Ye Mo blinked, took Jiang Yueming's hand, and asked.

Jiang Yueming turned around and looked at her suspicious expression, then whispered, "The literal meaning."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo pinched Jiang Yueming's palm hard, her red lips slightly pursed: "Hmph, you just don't want to talk about it."

She had barely finished speaking when her eyes widened slightly, and she immediately released Jiang Yueming's hand, her face flushed.

She had unknowingly gotten so close to Jiang Yueming again, and her heart suddenly pounded like a drum, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Jiang Yueming, you've got guts. Let's go!"

Li Hui's face was extremely gloomy. He turned around and wanted to leave the inn. He absolutely could not stay here any longer.

Or rather, Jiang Yueming is someone you absolutely shouldn't have much contact with.

How could a child possibly know so much about the ways of officialdom?

He is definitely not as simple as he looks like a child!

"Hey? Lord Li, did I give you permission to leave?" Jiang Yueming turned his gaze and smiled as he looked at Li Hui's retreating figure.

Upon hearing this, Li Hui abruptly stopped, gripping the scabbard tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

The moment Li Hui stopped, all the diners in the inn showed expressions of shock.

"My goodness, Jiang Yueming actually managed to stop Lord Li! He's amazing! Does he have someone backing him up?"

"I don't think that's possible. If he had someone backing him, Zhang Dongyang wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant and call him a lowly commoner before."

"In a world with such severe class discrimination, Jiang Yueming, as an ordinary citizen, actually managed to outmaneuver the powerful and wealthy! That's truly amazing!"

"..."

Numerous praises arose, and the beautiful woman in the flowing tassel dress who had been sitting beside him couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yueming a few more times, a slight smile curving her lips.

"Jiang Yueming, you're quite interesting."

Ye Mo realized that Jiang Yueming didn't seem to want to let Li Hui leave, so she tugged at his sleeve and said, "What are you trying to do now? Why don't you just leave it like this?"

It was rare for Li Hui to back down, and it seemed like the matter was about to be over, but Jiang Yueming still called him back.

If Li Hui suddenly changes his mind, the situation will likely reverse again, and they may find themselves in a passive position, since these officers and soldiers are not to be underestimated.

Jiang Yueming patted Ye Mo's soft, warm hand, then looked up at Zhang Dongyang and said, "Lord Li, I want to accuse Zhang Dongyang of maliciously framing me."

"Please take him back and hand him over to the magistrate of Heijing for personal interrogation."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dongyang's face stiffened, a flicker of fear appearing in his eyes. He roared, "Jiang Yueming, what nonsense are you spouting! I have never falsely accused the inn!"

"Oh? Zhang Dongyang, did I say you falsely accused the inn?" Jiang Yueming couldn't help but smile and said.

That's so foolish. It seems that if we just ask a few more questions, the truth will soon come out.

Zhang Dongyang's expression froze for a moment, then he immediately reacted and said, "I have never falsely accused any of you; I was only talking about the noodles at the inn."

"There was definitely something unclean in these noodles, everyone saw it with their own eyes, how can this be considered a false accusation?"

"That's right, there were definitely bugs in that bowl of noodles, that's a fact."

"It seems this inn has serious hygiene problems; I'd better not come here again."

"That's right, waiter, check please, let's go!"

"..."

Seeing the diners' behavior, Ye Mo became angry and punched Jiang Yueming hard, scolding, "Jiang Yueming, look what you've done!"

After she finished speaking, she moved gracefully to calm the diners and tried her best to explain the restaurant's hygiene standards.

The border region was already in turmoil and the economy of the capital was bad, so the inn was not doing well either. Now that its reputation is also in trouble, will the inn continue to do business?

Jiang Yueming rubbed his aching shoulder, glanced at Ye Mo's busy figure, and said speechlessly, "She really went all out. What a ruthless woman."

Actually, the people who wanted to leave weren't leaving because of the store's hygiene issues, but because they didn't want to get involved in the current situation, or rather, they didn't want to be just a background figure.

Today, they have formed a grudge against Zhang Dongyang. Even if they let Li Hui and the others go now, there is no guarantee that they won't cause trouble in the future.

This requires a solution that can solve the problem once and for all.

"Jiang Yueming, if you have nothing else to say, don't obstruct me. I have official duties to attend to."

Li Hui slowly turned around and stared directly at Jiang Yueming.

Clearly, he didn't want to stay here for even a moment longer.

Jiang Yueming met Li Hui's sharp gaze, a slight smile playing on her lips. She walked to a table, reached out and grabbed a black beetle from the noodles: "Please be patient, everyone, let me explain slowly."

Swish!

In an instant, all the diners in the inn fell silent, and Jiang Yueming became the center of attention.

Even the woman in the flowing tassel dress, who usually didn't care about outside affairs, was now gazing intently at Jiang Yueming, her eyes showing a hint of appreciation.

"Jiang Yueming, what exactly are you trying to do?" Zhang Dongyang's heart skipped a beat when he saw the black beetle in Jiang Yueming's hand, and he asked urgently.

Jiang Yueming noticed a hint of panic in Zhang Dongyang's eyes, and her lips curved into a deeper smile as she said, "Everyone can come and touch this black beetle; it's warm on the outside but cold on the inside."

"Hot on the outside and cold on the inside? That means the worm appeared in the bowl after the noodles had been formed," Xiao Wu suddenly exclaimed.

Jiang Yueming nodded to Xiao Wu with satisfaction and continued, "This proves that there are no hygiene problems in our inn's kitchen, so please rest assured."

Upon hearing Jiang Yueming's analysis, the diners immediately felt that it made some sense, so they sat back down at the table and their emotions gradually calmed down.

Ye Mo gazed at the young man who had become the center of attention not far away, her red lips unconsciously curving upwards, her heart filled with a sense of security for no apparent reason.

However, when she noticed the black beetle on the boy's left hand, a hint of guilt flashed across her eyes.