The Ningxue Sword was astonished.
Although Ninth Brother was wise and resourceful, he could never foretell the future. What happened today?
Soon, Dongfang Sansan's message arrived: "Keep this matter confidential. Deliver the person to me within two days."
The Ningxue Sword understood intuitively: "I understand."
Matters that Ninth Brother deems confidential must be significant. Not a single word about this can leak out.
Then came another message from Dongfang Sansan: "How could such casualties occur with you in Baiyun State?"
"I..."
The Ningxue Sword suddenly sensed trouble; Fang Che's offense could be overlooked magnanimously, but why did it feel like a more severe reprimand was looming?
"...I was a bit negligent," the Ningxue Sword cautiously replied.
"A bit negligent?"
Dongfang Sansan frowned, his face growing grim, but realizing it was not the time for scolding,
took a deep breath and said, "We'll talk after you bring the person."
The communication ended.
