Wang Jian stopped in front of Cui Lan, his gaze locking with hers. "We need information," he declared, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Information on their strengths, their weaknesses, the factions they represent. We need to know everything."
Cui Lan's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Leave that to me, My Lord," she purred. "The Heavenly Jade Pavilion has its… resources."
Wang Jian nodded, a satisfied glint in his eyes. "Excellent. Deploy our most… charming resources to the areas where these intruders reside. Let them mingle, gather intel, but remember – discretion is paramount. No hint of their affiliation with the Heavenly Jade Pavilion should be revealed."
Cui Lan bowed again, her ruby lips curving into a predatory smile of her own. "Consider it done, My Lord. Our ladies are skilled in the art of subtle seduction, and extracting information comes as naturally to them as breathing."