The secret files lay open one after another, their contents flashing before Meng Qi's eyes. He closed his eyes and turned over the battle records he had just memorized, letting them simmer and brew in his mind.
Since antiquity, with the exception of the Demon Buddha, who had suddenly appeared from nowhere and whose origins were unknown, every great figure and every powerful expert had risen from humble beginnings. There were no more mighty beings born strong.
Meng Qi slowly opened his eyes. They were deep and dark, like the sea before a storm.
He put the secret files away in their proper places, then returned to the room with the desk as if nothing had happened, casually flipping through the case files.
Night deepened. The area fell silent, so quiet he could hear leaves budding. Suddenly, Liu Shengming appeared outside the garden and hurried to the Vermilion Robe Building.
"Chief Constable, there's new information!" Liu Shengming reported via sound transmission before he even entered the small building.
Meng Qi's expression remained calm. He rose at his leisure. "What is it?"
"As you expected, the people behind Consort Hua haven't given up. They found the 'mysterious guest's' whereabouts and arranged a coincidence so that several of our spies would discover them." Liu Shengming hurried into the room. "It seems they're trying to stay in the shadows, too!"
Meng Qi walked toward Liu Shengming as though taking a leisurely stroll through a courtyard, betraying not the slightest hint of anxiety. "Did the 'mysterious guest' notice that his whereabouts had been exposed? Where has he gone?"
"He doesn't seem to have noticed." Liu Shengming explained in detail, "He just slipped out of the city with the help of a general from the Pingjin Cui Clan who was guarding the gates. He's heading