When Uncle Long spoke of this, a complex expression of pride and helplessness appeared in his eyes.
Zhang Yang frowned slightly, secretly pondering the deeper meaning behind Uncle Long's actions.
"So, what did you hear through the surveillance equipment?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask.
Uncle Long took a deep breath, as if recalling those unbearable yet crucial memories.
"Initially, I just heard some vague discussions about the progress of the experiments, data analysis, and the like, but the specifics were unclear."
"At the time, I didn't think much of it, just hoping to grasp more secrets of the Qingyi Sect, which might become a bigger bargaining chip in the future."
"However, as time went on, fragmented information gradually pieced together, making me realize the gravity of the situation."
