Jiang Fula followed behind Song Zhiyuan by a step, reporting softly.
"Third Master openly sent Cheng Yong to investigate Lian Yue's whereabouts, and secretly dispatched that Taoist named Quanzhenzi to help investigate, initially promising a reward of a thousand taels, it seems he also thinks there are suspicious points in this accident."
Song Zhiyuan walked slowly along the cobblestone path in the small study courtyard, wearing only cotton socks. Upon hearing this news, he didn't pause but snorted and laughed.
"Oh? I thought he hated that woman so much that he would never want to see her again until death. Has he come to his senses now?"
At the time of sending Lian Yue away, Song Zhiqing's opinion had been asked, but he was in a state of collapse, not willing to see the culprit who had crippled him, hating with clenched teeth, coldly and heartlessly saying to send her away. And now, he's come to his senses, yet wants to bring her back for a thorough investigation?
