In a secret independent courtyard in the capital, a man with a jade-like face was wearing a purple brocade robe and a jade belt with golden threads carved on it. He held a green jade cup between his thumb and ring finger. He stared at the white hibiscus flowers in front of the window with sharp eyes.
The expression on his face seemed to be a little irritable and anxious.
He retracted his gaze from the hibiscus and shouted, "Where are the people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old eunuch came in with a horsetail whisk. He bowed to the man and shouted, "Master!"
The man's expression was cold, and he asked anxiously, "Is there still no news?"
The old eunuch shook his head and said, "No! We haven't received any news about Li Wei or Jiang Zhennan's group. It's as if they have suddenly disappeared from the world without a trace!"
The man furrowed his brows and asked coldly, "Did Li Wei not send back any news before this?"
