The directors present watched Yang Ling with a measure of tension in their eyes.
If there really were hundreds of thousands of jin of explosives, the traces left by hiding and transporting them could not possibly have been erased completely.
Finding those explosives would mean finding a complete chain of evidence!
"The Third Prince has asked an excellent question."
Yang Ling walked up to Cao Yunlong and sniffed.
"Eunuch Cao smells of explosives. It seems he came into contact with this shipment not long ago."
Cao Yunlong's mind reeled, but he quickly steadied himself and said without betraying any emotion:
"Are you trying to frame me, Director Yang?"
"Once I recover those explosives, we'll know whether I'm framing you."
Yang Ling smiled. "Half an hour ago, three hundred thousand jin of explosives were transported from the Third Prince's palace to the docks and loaded onto the Transport Gang's cargo ships. They're now heading toward the Rong Kingdom."
The smile vanished completely from the Third Prince's face.
A flicker of panic crossed Cao Yunlong's eyes.
"Xu Wenjun, you're the deputy team leader of the Elephant Peak Prefecture Special Case Task Force. Take some men and bring those explosives back."
With that, Yang Ling looked toward Ji Tianming and cupped his hands.
"Brother, to prevent them from blowing up the explosives at sea out of desperation, please accompany Old Xu."
"They're too slow. I'll go straight there myself. They need only bring the explosives back."
Ji Tianming smiled and lightly stamped his foot, vanishing through the air like a bolt of lightning.
"What kind of technique was that?!"
Qi Tairan was one of only two Third-Grade Great Grandmasters present. When he realized he could barely even follow the other man's movements, a chill ran down his spine.
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