Xiao Song should be on his way back to Chang'an to report on his duties by now, and by calculating the time, he should nearly be there. Yet now he appeared in front of Ran Yan, prompting her to ask this question.
"I was so eager to solve the case that I worked day and night without rest, so I fell ill on the way." Xiao Song's smile was brilliant, as if he had instantly regained his energy.
Xiao Song was still the same; he never needed a script to tell lies, but in front of Ran Yan, he never deliberately hid anything.
"It's truly not easy for you to have survived until now," Ran Yan said abruptly.
Xiao Song understood. "It hasn't been easy. My house was bombed by Liu Qingsong to the point that only a few rooms are livable."
Liu Qingsong loved to mess with these bizarre things. With Xiao Yu's support, Liu Qingsong became even more unbridled, leading to Xiao Song's patience finally wearing thin and throwing him in a famous Taoist temple.
