"So it was him!" Jin Bingyun had harbored some suspicions before. Now, recalling all the inconsistencies, she suddenly felt enlightened.
"Who sent this intelligence in?" Jin Bingyun sank into deep thought. Even she had not known about it—who else in all of Karakorum City could have known? Could it have been that person?
"Haha, Bingyun, you came so early. I heard you had something to tell me." An effeminate laugh rang out as Lichimei slowly walked in from outside.
Jin Bingyun instinctively tucked the dart and letter into her sleeve. She did not know what she had been thinking; it had been a completely instinctive reaction. Hearing his question, she smiled faintly. "There is indeed something important I need to tell you, but this matter is of great importance..."
Lichimei frowned and immediately dismissed the guards at the entrance. He then closed his eyes and sensed the surroundings. Only after a while did he open them again. "You can speak now. There is no one else within several dozen feet."
After hesitating for a moment, Jin Bingyun said, "The Sky-Connecting Shaman may have a problem..." She then told him what she had learned earlier, with a few adjustments. Naturally, she omitted the matter of being drugged.
Lichimei's expression changed repeatedly as he listened. He hurriedly said, "Come with me to the palace to see the Great Khan."
Jin Bingyun's brows drew together slightly. She disliked the oppressive discomfort of the imperial palace, but today's matter was indeed important, so she could not refuse.
Within the palace, Temujin narrowed his eyes after hearing Jin Bingyun's report. "So it really was him."
Jin Bingyun was startled. "Great Khan, you already knew?"
Lichimei explained for him, "We had actually suspected this all along. Back then, the Red Sun Dharma King died under mysterious