And there was no need to doubt Long Weile and Long Shuangxue. The remaining people had to show themselves.
Long Weile stepped forward, his expression looking especially grim.
His lips pressed into a straight line before he continued, "Reporting to the Elder.
The four of them have vanished together."
"All four of them were spies?"
Long Qidao gave a cold laugh.
Long Weile and Long Shuangxue slowly shook their heads. After all, the idea that all four were spies was simply too bizarre.
Feng Jiuqing and Feng Ming were indeed somewhat more suspicious, since they had never been pure-blooded Dragon Clan beings to begin with.
As for Long Qingran and Long Tianmiao, the two had been out traveling these past days. Their absence from the clan now could indeed be explained.
Of course, it was also entirely possible that they were afraid. The Dragon Clan Elders had begun settling old scores after the autumn harvest—what if they accidentally implicated them?
One had to know that those wrongly accused in the past had been truly miserable wretches. The accused themselves knew best just how wronged they were, but unfortunately, that was still useless most of the time. That fact would not change.
"Have them return at once. Send word to all four of them. Whoever refuses to return has a guilty conscience. Whoever comes back may yet receive some leniency from my Dragon Clan."
At this moment, Long Qidao was relying entirely on unprecedented strength of will to barely maintain his composure. Yet everyone present could clearly feel the surging fury in his heart.
After all, one of the Dragon Clan's three Elders of the Supreme Realm had suddenly died. It was truly hard to accept.
And clearly, it was only natural for the Elders who had once been closest to