Zi Luan sat on the stone bench with Xiao Yi serving her by her side. He poured a cup of snow ginseng tea and placed it in front of her.
Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, Zi Luan opened her mouth."What do you want to say?"
"Master's situation doesn't seem right. " Xiao Yi said sternly.
After a few days of recovery, his injuries were almost fully recovered. Although there was still a little left, it would not affect his ability to fight.
"Continue," Zi mo gestured.
"From the moment we left Tong you mountain, this servant had already sent the news back. But even after so long, His Majesty still hasn't sent anyone. "
Xiao Yi paused for a moment before he continued.
"Just the day before yesterday, this servant even spread the news of what happened here and asked His Majesty to send someone over, but I didn't receive any reply. This servant suspects that there's a Black Hand behind the scenes, keeping the letter. "