Miss Xiu, who had long since taken a seat nearby, seemed to have received intelligence of her own as well.
Yet when she looked up, she appeared utterly bewildered.
"What appeared in my hands was a romance novel, but the plot it described was completely ordinary. I read it several times and still couldn't find anything suspicious."
Miss Xiu described the contents of the book she had received.
Chu Yang could not help asking about the specific details of the story.
The contents of the books belonged to their individual recipients, and no one else could see even a single word written in them, even if they were standing right beside the reader.
Chu Yang had already tried it.
Miss Xiu began carefully recounting the story before her.
It told of the love between a beautiful young woman and a nobleman.
What was most unusual was that the story did not have a happy ending.
It abruptly ended after the beautiful young woman became the nobleman's mistress.
It was as though some mysterious force had erased the story halfway through.
"After reading the story several times, I really wanted to know the girl's final fate."
"I always feel that her ending was probably not a good one, but the book simply doesn't describe what happened afterward."
Miss Xiu looked deeply regretful.
The story did indeed sound entirely ordinary. Mr. Abdu racked his brains but could not sense where the value of the intelligence lay.
Yet Chu Yang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Of course, he knew that this was a story involving deities.
The two people in the story were even both genuine Angels in the present day.
But how could he dare mention even one extra word?
More importantly, Miss Xiu would encounter that noble lady in the