"I do have some ideas about this…" As they returned to their initial topic, the old man slowly regained the wise demeanor of an elder. He drank his tea leisurely as he spoke in a mild and slow manner. "If I'm not wrong, the people who kidnapped the castellan's son were the Syer Bandits…"
"…" Lin Li pursed his lips secretly as he thought, What a nonsense! Everyone in the Breezy Plains knows that the ones who kidnapped the poor kid of the castellan's family were the Syer Bandits—they are the survivors of the epidemic in Syer Town, and have a leader called Vanskore!
"Haha, I'm sure you're secretly scolding me for spouting nonsense…"
"…" Lin Li almost bit his tongue as he stared at Basel both in shock and suspicion. He had so many questions. Surely this old man isn't capable of mind-reading? How come he knows what I'm thinking…