"So, the people in Central City have all been screened as well?"
"Yes, sir. We found Martial Uncle Tianhua and told him about it. He immediately organized all Interception Sect disciples in Central City to begin an internal investigation. At present, every Interception Sect disciple in Central City has been checked, and no moles have been found."
"Tianhua immediately launched an investigation?"
He believed it that easily? Though Li Su, an outsider, had provided them with genuine information, once it reached the upper ranks of the Interception Sect, it clearly could not simply be treated as evidence.
At the very least, they should have asked who had provided the information, and met with the person who had provided it.
Yet they had acted immediately?
Li Su stroked his chin, a flicker flashing through his eyes. Had they already grown suspicious?
That made sense. The Interception Sect was, after all, an organization that had existed for nearly a million years. Even if the mole had been extremely careful and erased their tracks, some things could not be concealed merely by being meticulous enough.
After all, the mole was not the one carrying out the actual operations. And most of the time, those carrying out the operations would neither consider nor be able to account for the existence of a mole.
Because intelligence was different from secrets. Intelligence had a shelf life; once that time passed, it became meaningless.
So even if the Black Mountain Sect did not want the mole it had planted to be exposed, so long as it took corresponding action in response to the intelligence sent over, it would inevitably leave behind traces.
The Interception Sect had been suppressed in Fengdu for a full year and a half. It was impossible that they had felt nothing at all.