Qi Yue quickly regained her composure.
"Oh, right. We were talking about Sheng Lang! Now this matter is somewhat more important."
She couldn't help it, her thoughts always leaped ahead uncontrollably!
Meanwhile, in the Nanyue Camp, Sheng Lang's face was dark with anger, his eyes like deep pools, staring intently at the kneeling figure of Sheng Lang before him.
"This is what you called foolproof?!"
Sheng Lang raised his head, his pale cheeks filled with a frightened expression, clearly having been punished.
"I am guilty. I did not know that the boy would be as tough as iron! Fortunately, you have the eyes of a hawk, sir, otherwise... a hundred deaths would not absolve me of my guilt!"
"Hmph!" Sheng Lang huffed repeatedly.
"The boy has arrived, it seems Zhao Xiyan has already become suspicious about the happenings in Gemidu City..."
As he spoke, Sheng Lang's face grew stern as if he'd thought of something.
"...they might already know!!"
