"What did you say?!"
Upon hearing the report from his subordinate, even though the middle-aged man seated above was deeply cunning, he couldn't help but show a moved expression and said,
"Is this true?!"
The younger man sitting below, around thirty and seemingly unremarkable like any ordinary businessman but with a decent demeanor, knew the importance of the matter and did not dare to conceal anything, replying with a fist salute:
"I dare not deceive Elder Yuan."
"The folks from One-Leaf Pavilion stopped at Guan City on the Jiangnan Road for two days and then turned back towards the way to their sect, no longer planning to come our way to Zixiao Mountain Villa."
The man above flicked his hand to dismiss the spy, closed his eyes in deep thought; the room was rather luxurious. At the head stood a three-panel screen, a table and chairs made of golden Phoebe zelkova wood, emanating a calming faint fragrance that captivated the mind.
