Silver Snow felt little about either other people's false accusations or their apologies.
Once the matter was settled, he simply went straight to Su Jiu's side.
He did not even spare Yin Ze a glance.
Only when he brushed past the old man did the latter hear him murmur in his ear...
"Uncle, you're still a little too impatient..."
After obtaining the emperor's nectar, Su Jiu intended to leave, but Silver Snow stopped her.
He merely said he wanted to treat her to a good show that night.
Sure enough, that very night, word came from outside that the culprit had been caught.
Silver Snow reclined on his side on the bed, listening to the report from the man below with a faint, enigmatic smile. His expression was utterly unconcerned, without even a trace of surprise.
"Seventeenth Master, apparently the culprit was a member of the Three-Tail Clan. He sneaked in and took on your appearance to harm Young Master Yin Sang. He has already been executed on the spot."
The man delivered his report in fear and trembling, not forgetting to steal a glance at Silver Snow, who carried himself like a ruler.
"Catching culprits is your business. Why tell me so much about it?"
The man choked, at a loss for what to say.
In the end, Silver Snow waved a hand first, and only then did the man withdraw.
Su Jiu and the others remained bystanders throughout, neither speaking nor taking part.
But staying out of it did not mean she failed to understand the current state of affairs within the Nine-Tailed Tribe.
For some unknown reason, Silver Snow had likely fallen out with the elderly Chieftain long ago.
This incident looked more like a trap someone had deliberately laid for Silver Snow.
Still, wasn't the