Xun Cheng smiled.
"Why are you asking me? Shouldn't you be asking King Yan Nan about this?"
Otherwise, Ye Si should know as well.
"You can get your hands on intelligence from Nanhu. What's this in comparison?" Ye Chutang said.
Xun Cheng gave a helpless smile and raised his hands. "You do me an injustice. It's one thing for me to dig up scraps of information, but top military secrets? How would I possibly know about those?"
Ye Chutang was noncommittal.
King Yan Nan hadn't sent any messages back to the Capital City, but that didn't mean he wouldn't in the future.
"Tuoba Yu is dead. Tuoba Shan will never let this matter rest."
Ye Chutang felt a growing sense of unease.
'I have to make plans soon...'
She let out a sharp whistle.
A black shadow swiftly appeared over the courtyard, then circled down to land on the windowsill.
Ye Chutang went to the table, took up a brush and wrote a note, then tied the copper ring with the message tucked inside to the eagle's leg.
"Go on."
