The soldier was silent for a moment before speaking softly, "According to the intelligence agents, the soldiers all died from the same technique, without any wounds on their bodies or signs of bleeding. Therefore, the killer must be someone who uses poison."
"Poison?" Zhan Peng was taken aback.
"Yes, the Northern Desert claims they are not involved, and the investigation is still underway to identify the perpetrator."
Footsteps sounded outside, followed immediately by the doors being pushed open, and two women walked in. One of the women was slightly older, appearing to be in her forties, with a demeanor befitting her thousands of admirers.
The other was in her twenties, her face veiled and indistinct, but her eyes were lively. They walked in one after the other.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the three people inside the room stood up in unison and greeted with clasped hands, "Greetings to the Eldest Princess, Your Highness."
