Whose letter? How could Shao Pingbo not know? Shao Sansheng had already made it very clear—it was sent by Jia Wuqun.
Even a fool could see that the words were a warning. There was no need for the other side to spell it out.
As for what it meant, he understood at a glance as well. Jia Wuqun had suddenly brought up "a slight punishment." What else could it be about at this moment? Nothing more than their covert sabotage over Zhuge Chi, hoping to fish in troubled waters and snatch a gain along the way.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "Sir, you just said someone had tipped them off beforehand and spirited Zhuge Chi away?"
Lan Ming gave an "Mm," then suddenly froze. The other man's seemingly irrelevant question made him realize something. Shaking the secret letter in his hand, he asked tentatively, "You mean this is connected to it? The letter was sent by those people who are in league with us?"
Shao Pingbo nodded slightly. "The other side's attitude is neither here nor there. They are not angry in the slightest, and Zhuge Chi has already escaped. That means they have succeeded already, and our involvement did not affect their plan. From another angle, they have other people watching Zhuge Chi—not just our group."
Lan Ming fell silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "In other words, they have more than one channel for obtaining information. Since we failed to provide the news, they learned of it through another channel and still succeeded..."
As he spoke, he seemed to understand something. Lowering his head to look at the writing in the secret letter, he instantly understood what "a slight punishment" meant.
This was not merely a warning to Shao Pingbo. It was clearly a warning