"My lord, please have a look."
Feng Xuan presented a letter, which unfolded to reveal over a dozen pages, meticulously recording every detail.
Nangong Mo quickly skimmed through it, ten lines at a glance, slightly furrowing his brows as the papers turned to ashes in his hands, vanishing into the wind.
Feng Xuan carefully observed his expression and tentatively asked, "My lord, have you discovered who harmed the princess?"
Nangong Mo's gaze slightly narrowed, his eyes deep as the sea, and he slowly uttered two words, "No one."
Feng Xuan was somewhat surprised, "No one found? How can it be?"
Have those guys been so inefficient in their work?! And, this lengthy information of over a dozen pages is of no use at all?!
Actually, it's not that those guys didn't work hard or couldn't find out.
They even tracked down 'who met after dusk that night, conversing until dawn', and even marked the tree they were under.
