"Let him in," Xin He said.
"Yes."
Ling Yu stepped in quickly and bowed: "I pay my respects to you, madam."
"How was it?" Xin He sipped her tea and spoke softly.
Ling Yu slightly raised his head and looked solemn: "As madam expected, I was followed by someone as soon as I left Qingyuan Temple."
"Was it Lady Sun's people?"
"It should be. This person has profound cultivation and is difficult to trace. Ordinary people may not be able to notice his tracking at all. It's not simple for Lady Sun to still have such an expert be loyal to her despite her current situation," Ling Yu said.
Xin He sneered, "Lady Sun has been a cunning fox for so many years, not to be underestimated. But I never thought that this old fox would eventually choose her own doom."