Shen Tu Tai shook his head and said, "No. Before we set out, word had already come from Xiazhou."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Yu Wenye's eyes instantly brightened. One hand braced on the desk, his whole body leaned slightly forward as he asked urgently, "Over there—the situation, how is it?"
Shen Tu Tai said, "When I departed, the news I received was that the crisis at Xiazhou has been resolved."
A flash of delight crossed Yu Wenye's face, and even Mu Xian, standing to one side, showed a look of joy, hastily asking, "Then, what about the Princess?"
Shen Tu Tai turned to glance at him, but his expression was rather grave.
The joy and relief that had just risen, upon seeing Shen Tu Tai's strange expression and Shantong'er and Nie Chong's abnormal quietness, slowly faded. A surge of unease welled up in his chest, and Yu Wenye slowly furrowed his brows, saying, "What is it, is there something else?"
