Who Was Qing Yan?

"Can we catch up?" Blue Demon grabbed him.

Lin Xiaosu shot her a sidelong glance. "Trying to make me say my famous line? You can question my character, but you can't question my driving!"

Blue Demon took a deep breath. "So now it's a race against time?"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaosu said. "I'll drive!"

Blue Demon flipped over and settled beside Lin Xiaosu, supple as though she had no bones.

Lin Xiaosu slid straight from the passenger seat into the driver's seat.

"Driving while we track him down won't stop us talking, will it?" Blue Demon asked.

"Of course not. Say whatever you like." Lin Xiaosu started the car and sped onto the road ahead.

"After Lone Serpent learned where he came from, he really did come looking for his sister. You used a word that doesn't fit a brother watching his sister—you said he gazed at her 'longingly.' What you meant was that he still cared about family, right?"

"Right."

"Which means there's hope for him?"

"It's too early to say, but there's at least a sliver of a chance." Lin Xiaosu turned the car onto the main road.

"I see. Right now, we need to win Lone Serpent's cooperation!" Blue Demon said. "What have you planned to persuade him?"

"Find him, give him something, and say a few words."

"That simple?"

"It was always that simple!" A faint smile touched Lin Xiaosu's lips.

Blue Demon stared at him, her eyes full of doubt.

In Blue Demon's book, and in the book of nearly everyone in Qianlong, turning an inside agent was a complicated business. You had to pinpoint his psychological weakness and use every means available to win him over.

How could it be as simple as he made it sound?

Yet in Lin Xiaosu's book, it really was