章 1770: All Fell Ill

"We are not at war, and I don't see anything that needs any of us to send out thirty men. None of them has ever returned. Nobody in the Qin Clan worries about its missing people…" Master Yue looked disdainful. "Brother Qin, you know a lot about the Monarch's Hall's secrets. Aren't I too stupid if I can't see something wrong about that?

"Everything is clear as one thing is clear. We didn't notice anybody from the Qin Clan in the Monarch's Hall because they are in disguise. They probably have even changed their heights. Oh, the Qin Clan has a special liquid medicine, which changes people's voices… I guess you never contacted them because you don't want them to be exposed. They send messages back in a special way, and that is why you know so much about the spiritual qi in the Hall of Life and Death…

"You thought your plan was thorough, and you could scold us as harshly as you wanted… Well, it is too perfect, and that is the flaw!"