"What did you say?! Xiyue, one of Shen Wanshang's own, saw Zhong Ming and fell for him at first sight just because of his good looks, defecting to his side right then and there?!"
"How could something like that possibly happen? Are you trying to make a fool of me?"
Although it was only a secondary estate in Immortal Martial City, the Silver Moon Royal Mansion's halls were still majestic. But even as the bells on the eaves swayed gently in the wind, they couldn't dispel the heavy atmosphere within the hall.
Upon hearing her subordinate's report, Ji Yao's eyes flew wide open, her face a mask of disbelief. Clearly, she refused to accept something so outrageous, assuming the scout had lost his mind to dare try and fool her with such a preposterous tale.
Beside her, Ji Hao's gaze hardened as well. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his heavy gaze swept over the bowing subordinate, an unspoken pressure filling the air.
