章 222: The Idealists

Yan Bingyun's cold, inhuman expression did not shift once. He was indeed an outstanding intelligence operative, but in this moment of anger, he had proven his power and control as Qing's spymaster in Northern Qi. Facing the rage that shot out from this prisoner's eyes, even Fan Xian had subconsciously wanted to take shelter.

Yan Bingyun's lip trembled slightly. In a quiet, quick voice, like an exploding firecracker, he whispered into Fan Xian's ear, "Is Xiao En still under control?"

Fan Xian shook his head. "After Wuduhe, we gave him over to the Northern Qi Brocade Guard. I imagine he has already entered the capital."

"Was there any way to kill him?"

"No."

"Did you get his secret out of him?"

Fan Xian shivered and pulled himself away from Yan Bingyun. He looked at him with his tranquil eyes. "Do you know what his secret is?" he asked.