Tan Fang's house was relatively neat and clean, but since Tan Fang's death, it seemed it hadn't been cleaned thoroughly, so it was covered with a layer of dust.
At this moment, beneath the table Han Zheng pointed to, there were two shallow footprints, which were not even visible unless one looked closely.
Earlier, when everyone searched, they only glanced from the outside and hadn't stepped on that spot, so it couldn't have been from the present Xuanjia Guards.
The Xuanjia Guards of the Capital Demon Suppression Department were the elite among the elite. They liked to look at problems from a higher perspective, and sometimes they would overlook such details.
Tang Tong lay on the ground, carefully observing these footprints, and said in a deep voice, "These footprints are not Tan Fang's. The soles of shoes worn by civil officials are relatively flat, whether cloth shoes or leather boots, designed for lightness.
