"The Old Lady claims she is a loving mother, yet look at her, she’s not dressed in silk and jade, but her clothes are still clean and tidy, slightly old yet not torn or worn out — they’re at least eighty percent new. Then look at the Old Lady’s face, her skin is actually quite good, it’s clear she doesn’t work much and is completely tended to by others." "Upon closer inspection, the truth becomes apparent, the claim of a ’loving mother’ is likely a lie." The instigators were starting to get flustered. At this point, Shujun turned to Madam Tian and asked, "May I know what substance the young master consumed that poisoned him?" Madam Tian answered blankly, "It was Dragon Beard Candy." Shujun smiled, "How coincidental, everyone present here, I believe some of you are patrons of Tianji. Tianji’s high-end desserts have one distinguishing feature, not only the taste but also a unique fragrance that lingers. Even those with bad breath would find their breath freshened after eating it." "And now look at this!" Shujun pointed to the evidence that the old woman had brought — a Molded Dragon Beard Pastry. "The appearance of this Dragon Beard Candy indeed resembles those sold by Tianji, but the flavor is different." Shujun then looked back at the old woman, his smile tinged with irony, "First of all, the pastries from Tianji are sold by weight, a catty costing nearly a tael of silver, with Dragon Beard Candy being their specialty and thus priced even higher." "Old Lady, from the year-long toil and thin frame of your son, it’s clear he’s not the favored one at home. If he’s not doted on, how could you be willing to spend such a large sum of money on expensive pastries for him? Besides, from what I see, your family’s financial situation does not seem to be affluent; aside from holidays and festivals, you likely wouldn’t indulge in such luxurious treats." "I’ve thought it over carefully, and there have been no festivals recently. In short, Old Lady, you’re not kind to your son. Even if you really did buy something from Tianji, you wouldn’t have truly let him eat it. And this Dragon Beard Candy is not Tianji’s. If you still insist on making trouble, I advise you to take a look at Sunji’s goods, for this Dragon Beard Candy’s quality seems to resemble that of Sunji’s." After Shujun finished speaking, a petite girl approached the unconscious man. Foam filled the man’s mouth as she took out a Golden Needle and swiftly pierced his acupoints. The man suddenly vomited a large lump of filth, and then the maiden poured a packet of powder into his mouth. The man abruptly opened his eyes, angrily glaring at the old woman. "Mother, you really are my own flesh and blood! Your son has slaved away for you, and yet you conspire with strangers to poison me!?" The woman was startled, seeing the odd looks of the crowd, she felt a numb clawing sense, "You little wretch! You, you you you..." But before she could finish, the man had already risen, brushed off his sleeves, and left. He was truly heartbroken by his own mother. "I’m now going to strike the Drum of Public Notice, hoping The God will grant me justice for this attempt on my own life!" The woman was completely panicked by now. Afterwards, the crowd that gathered to watch the excitement moved from Tianji to the Government Office. The man had been poisoned by his own mother and intended to strike the Drum of Public Notice, but Officer Han Yue from the Government Office had already heard the news. Her husband was also a fan of Tianji’s pastries, so she was very attentive to the matter. She spared the man the ninety strokes penalty associated with striking the drum three times and went straight to court to handle the case.