After a while, Yang Zongxian slowly nodded and said, "It's not looking great, but if Sect Leader Wen leaves soon, maybe there won't be much of a problem."
"What happened?"
Yang Zongxian rubbed his nose bridge and then lowered his voice, fearing that the walls have ears, "Just a quarter of an hour ago, someone released ten carrier pigeons within fifteen minutes. We managed to stop nine, but one escaped."
"Carrier pigeon?"
"A spy from the Kao Shan Sect in my household released the carrier pigeon."
"Did you catch that spy?"
"He's already dead."
Actually, Yang Zongxian had not ordered the kill. His idea had always been to let the situation unfold to catch the big fish, but today that guy exposed himself under broad daylight, not killing him would have been pointless.
Because those who can be spies are all clever.
