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Chapter 109: Deliberately Burning Yinghua Hall

After throwing the torches, before the smiles on their faces faded, they saw the torches they had just thrown in fly out again in the same shape.

They were stunned by this scene and immediately fled in panic.

As a result, the torches seemed to have wings and always followed them closely.

Finally the flames fell on them, and soon their bodies were ablaze.

They rubbed against the wall and rolled on the ground, wailing and trying to put out the fire, but it was of no use.

In the end, it was their howling that woke up the nearby residents. When they saw the fire, they immediately fetched water and poured it on them, and the fire was put out.

They sat on the ground, gasping for breath, like drowned rats.

After lamenting their narrow escape from death, they recalled what the bandit leader had said to them.

Could it be that Yinghuatang is really that evil?

Are there really ghosts and gods protecting us?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, you can use it to write an article.

So they reported Yinghuatang to the prefectural hall.

Feiying never thought that she would be standing in the lobby again in such a short time.

"Your Excellency the Prefect, Yinghuatang is a medical clinic that does not abide by the rules of the universe and is practicing supernatural powers. I hope you will punish them severely!"

Feiying, the owner of Yinghuatang, fulfilled his dream of becoming a father. No matter what, he would try to show leniency to her.

"Jiang Dong family, what this person said is true. Does Yinghua Hall really use ghosts and witchcraft?"

"In reply to the prefect, Yinghuatang has never done such a thing. Please understand my words, prefect."

The prefect was completely relieved when he saw that she had decisively rejected it.

"Mr. Zhang of Renxin Hall, you heard Mr. Jiang completely deny your statement. If you can't produce any evidence, don't blame me for following the law."

"Sir, these clothes that were burned by the fire, the burns on our bodies, and the people who helped us put out the fire yesterday can all prove it."

When the prefect looked at the clothes on the table and saw that they did have traces of fire, Zhang Dongjia continued speaking.

"Sir, when we passed by Yinghua Hall last night, we were inexplicably attracted by a gravitational force, and all the torches in our hands were sucked into the courtyard. Before we could react, the torches flew out of the courtyard again!"

"We kept dodging, but the torches were like spirits, following us until they hit us. If the fire hadn't been put out in time, we wouldn't be standing in the hall today, but would have been carried in lying down!"

"I don't know the owner of Yinghuatang, how do you explain this?"

Feiying said calmly, "Let's not talk about this for now. I have something to ask Zhang Dongjia. Why did Zhang Dongjia appear near Yinghua Hall in the middle of the night? Is there something urgent that you can't wait until dawn to solve?"

"This is our clinic's private matter. It's not your turn as an outsider to interfere."

"In other words, you don't admit that you brought people with you to deliberately burn down Yinghua Hall last night?"

Feiying hit the nail on the head.

"You're talking nonsense! Why would I do that?"

Zhang Dongjia immediately retorted with a red face and thick neck.

The prefect's expression grew more serious.

"Mr. Zhang, as far as I know, it was already midnight when you passed by Yinghua Hall. Did you really just happen to pass by because of some private matter at the clinic?"

"Although Dongling City has no curfew at night, your presence near Yinghua Hall at that time was indeed suspicious. No wonder the Jiangdong family was so suspicious of you."

Zhang Dongjia immediately denied it again: "Sir, I did it for personal reasons. I hope you can understand clearly."

Feiying had an idea at this moment, and after performing her spiritual magic, she looked at Zhang Dongjia coldly.

"Master Zhang, whether this is really a private matter or not, I think the prefect will know for sure. However, since I am already standing in the court, I happen to have something else that I would like to ask Master Zhang to verify."

"A few days ago, my Yinghuatang herbs were nearly robbed in the forest. I wonder if it was the work of Mr. Zhang?"

"What, robbed? Your herbs were robbed?"

The prefect was stunned when he heard this.

He knew very well how special the herbs at Yinghuatang were.

Zhang Dongjia listened to Feiying mentioning this matter, and for some reason he suddenly felt inexplicably panicked.

But then he thought, firstly, the robbery was not successful, and secondly, he did not leave any evidence of his connection with the bandits, so what was he afraid of?

"Sir, I wasn't robbed, I was almost robbed. I wonder if Mr. Zhang knows about this?"

At this time, Feiying and the prefect's attention were all focused on Zhang Dongjia.

Zhang Dongjia took a deep breath and remained calm.

"Jiang Dongjia, you are joking. The herbal medicine in your Yinghua Hall was robbed. What does this have to do with my Renxin Hall?"

"Could it be that the Jiangdong family wants to use this as an excuse to blackmail you?"

"Absolutely ridiculous."

When Zhang Dongjia said the last sentence, he flicked his sleeves habitually, and an arrow fell to the ground.

The prefect saw it at a glance and slammed the gavel.

"What is that? Bring it up!"

At this time, the clerk in the audience presented the arrow.

"How dare you! How dare you deceive me! Mr. Zhang, now that the evidence is here, why don't you kneel down before me!"

Zhang Dongjia knelt down upon hearing the order, but his face was bewildered.

"Sir, what evidence is that? I don't know!"

At this time, there was another gavel.

"Boss Zhang, the arrow from Luzhai that fell from your body is the evidence of your collusion with the bandits. How dare you try to make excuses! Tell us all the tricks you have played on Yinghuatang!"

Zhang Dongjia's heart trembled and he kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy.

Although he spent a lot of money and asked Lu Shanzhai for help, how could he have their arrow feathers on him?

"Sir, I really don't know what Lushanzhai is! Someone must have wronged me. I hope you can see clearly!"

The prefect's patience had now reached its limit.

"You still refuse to admit it even now. You are hopeless! Take me away and torture me severely!"

"Sir, I was wronged!"

"Sir, please spare my life!"

Zhang Dongjia was dragged away by two petty officials.

The case was basically closed because of an arrow from Lushanzhai.

Feiying knelt down and thanked the prefect.

"The prefect is very perceptive. Thank you for clearing my name!"

At this time, the prefect came down from the hall and said, "Doctor Jiang, there is no need to thank me."

"If you really did what he originally complained about, there is little I can do to help you."

"Doctor Jiang, it's almost noon, how about staying for a quick meal?"

"No need, thank you very much, sir. There are still many patients in Yinghua Hall waiting for me to go back and treat them. I will take my leave now."

After saying goodbye to him, Feiying left the prefectural government office and headed towards Yinghua Hall.

Although she had put the Lushan Arrow into his sleeve using her spiritual power, the transaction between him and Lushan Village was indeed real.

As long as we investigate, we will be able to find out what he has done to Yinghuatang.

As for whether Lushan Stronghold should stay or go, it was entirely up to the prefect to decide.

Unless they come to her on their own initiative, she will not take the initiative to get involved in matters that have nothing to do with this mission.