A week has passed in the blink of an eye.
Lanting Inn.
"Your Highness, the Southern King has sent a message urging you to act quickly, as time is running out."
In the room, Long Da spoke in a low voice.
"Is there any news from Changsun Tian?"
Qin Ying asked unhurriedly.
"For now... nothing!"
"Then tell him to hurry up and relay the Southern King's words to him exactly as they are!"
On the surface, what's necessary must still be done.
Otherwise, it'll be hard to account for the expenses the Southern King and his people have invested.
"Understood!"
"You may leave now!"
There was a hint of suspicion in Long Da's eyes, having a persistent feeling that recently, His Highness seemed different.
And it all changed after the last meeting with Chen Xuan.
"What exactly happened that night?"
Already outside the room, Long Da muttered to himself.
"What's wrong, Big Brother?"
Long Er noticed his odd expression and asked immediately.
