Two more days passed. In the study at the City Lord's Residence.
Withered bone incense burned in the incense burner, its curling blue smoke filling the room with a faint Infernal Aura.
Wei Xuan sat behind the desk, turning a black jade thumb ring in his hand. His gaze rested on the ancient pine outside the window, his thoughts unknown.
Iron Mountain strode in, holding a dark red jade slip, and bowed.
"Master Wei."
"Have you investigated everything?" Wei Xuan asked mildly without turning his head.
"Everything."
Iron Mountain stepped forward and offered the jade slip with both hands.
"Everything from Chen Long's birth and childhood to his entry into the Crimson Blood Sect, great and small, is in this jade slip. I personally cross-checked the intelligence from several sources. There were no discrepancies."
Only then did Wei Xuan turn around and take the jade slip. His fingertips brushed its cover, but he did not hurry to open it.
Standing before him, Iron Mountain could not help scratching his head as he asked in his rumbling voice.
"Master Wei, is something wrong with Junior Brother?"
He did indeed have some doubts.
The Demonic Body Lineage had countless descendants among the common people. Even when descendants awakened their bloodlines, he had never seen Master Wei specifically order a thorough investigation of their backgrounds. Yet this time, Master Wei had made him dig through every last detail of Chen Long's life.
Thinking of his junior brother's astonishing progress, along with abilities that did not quite resemble an orthodox Demonic Body, Iron Mountain had his own suspicions.
But then again, Master Wei had examined him in person, so surely there could be no mistake.
"Nothing is wrong."
Wei Xuan smiled faintly and flicked a finger. The jade slip snapped open.
His Divine Sense