After leaving the Main Hall.
Jiang Xiaobai was deep in thought as he led Tang Ningshuang and the Elder Princess back.
Yes, in his view, his father probably knew a thing or two about the delegations as well.
Otherwise... his father could not have remained so composed when he mentioned the delegations from Qi and Northern Yu.
At the very least, he should have shown some surprise.
Yet his father had not. Instead, his demeanor had seemed to grow even colder at the mention of Northern Yu.
What did that mean? It meant... his father most likely knew something.
And that junior sect brother from the Dragon-Tiger Sect might well have come to pass along news about this very matter.
If that really was the case, his father probably had even more sources of information than he had imagined.
Still, it made sense when he thought about it. As the Marquis of Northern Suppression, his father wielded considerable influence, whether in the Martial World or elsewhere.
It would hardly make sense if he did not even have any sources of information.
But...
Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly.
Yes, he kept feeling that his father was hiding something from him... about the arrival of the Two-Nation Envoy Delegation.
He could glean as much from his father's promise to back him up.
But if Jiang Jingcheng would not tell him, there was nothing he could do.
Still, he was in no hurry. Once the delegations arrived, everything would become clear.
Soon, the three of them returned to Jiang Xiaobai's residence.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw numerous servants and maids busily at work.
Some were carrying jars, while others were sealing them.
People bustled to and fro, making the place look exceptionally lively.
Jiang Xiaobai had grown accustomed to this.