When he said this, he looked at Jiang Shiheng. "Xiao Sixth, you remember this matter too, right? That was when you were ten. You remember Big Liu as well, don’t you?"

Jiang Shiheng only felt a needle-prick pain in his head.

He forced himself to endure it and shook his head. "I’ve forgotten this matter, and as for this Big Liu, I can’t recall him for the moment."

Old Master Jiang’s eyes suddenly reddened.

He clenched his fist and thumped the table, saying in bitter anguish, "We’ve always treated Big Liu as one of our own, so when Laosi’s Family said they wanted to arrange for her younger brother to work in the kitchen, I stayed on guard and sent Big Liu over as well, made him Deputy Steward, thinking that with someone watching the kitchen, I could rest easier. After I fell ill back then, Doctor Chen checked and found there was a problem with my food, and Big Liu even came to me to bare his back for punishment!"

"That was really baring his back for punishment—he fell to his knees in front of me with a thud, said that despite guarding day and night he still failed to guard against the evildoer, that it was his fault, told me to punish him harshly, and said he absolutely had no face to continue staying in the kitchen."

Chiang Xiao let out a cold laugh at this.

No face to keep staying?

Shouldn’t he have helped ferret the culprit out, and then watched the kitchen even more closely?

If he was truly loyal to the Jiang Family Main Wife, this was the last moment he should be leaving.

To be in such a hurry to get away, he must have had a guilty conscience, right?

"Is that person still in the kitchen now?"

Old Master Jiang rubbed his brow. "No. At the time he kept saying he had no face to stay in the kitchen. Seeing how deeply he blamed himself, I transferred him away."

It was precisely because of this that when the previous death happened in the kitchen, the only person he summoned was Steward Ah Way; he didn’t look for the Deputy Steward.

"Grandpa, where did you transfer him to?"

"He himself said he wanted to go stay on the Jiang Family cargo ship, to cook for the crew on the ship."

"Someone come." Jiang Shiheng immediately raised his voice and called out.

Soon someone walked in.

"Go see if the Jiang Family cargo ship has set sail. If it hasn’t, immediately arrest Big Liu."

"Yes!"

Ho Biao hurried away.

Hearing that this Big Liu had long since left the kitchen, Chiang Xiao finally began to feel an appetite as she looked at the dishes on the table.

Old Master Jiang still couldn’t bring himself to believe this.

"How could it be, how could it be Big Liu?" He truly couldn’t believe it.

It was his own son who had personally rescued him, knowing he had no surviving relatives, and had let him stay with the Jiang Family, giving him a place to live and make a living.

His son had been dead for so many years, yet Big Liu had still been living in the Jiang Family in silks and brocades. Anyone with a scrap of conscience shouldn’t be like this!

"Little, could it be that he was deliberately planted by Lu Shuangshuang’s people..."

Chiang Xiao shook her head. "No. I can be sure she was telling the truth."

Under the Illusionary Talisman Diagram there can be no falsehood.

So she was very certain that what Fei Cui said was true.

But thinking about it this way, that Big Liu really was utterly heartless.

"And what about the other person?" Jiang Shiheng asked in a low voice. "Didn’t she say there were two traitors?"

Chiang Xiao wanted to say that inside the Jiang Family there were probably not only two traitors; there must be all sorts of lurking monsters and demons, including the old man from the research institute she was looking for.

But perhaps the ones who had contact with the Lu Family were just those two?

Or perhaps the two people Lu Shuangshuang knew of were just those two?

Wasn’t it said that there were matters in the Lu Family that even she wasn’t allowed to touch? What Old Master Lu knew, Lu Shuangshuang might not necessarily know.

Moreover, behind the two people who had contact with them, there might well be a mastermind pulling the strings.

Take that Big Liu, for example—his status wasn’t that high; it was unlikely he was the one in charge.