Song Jingchen held the rabbit mask in his hand. Without even looking up, he said casually, "It seems that it's time to change the spies in your Wu Country. Haven't you heard the news that I'm no longer the heir? What do you think, Ghost-Faced General?"
The general laughed. His voice was hoarse to begin with, and his laughter made one's scalp tingle.
After laughing, he waved his hand. There was no one else in the courtyard except the two of them, but suddenly, a man in black appeared. The man placed a chair behind the general and disappeared.
Song Jingchen didn't seem surprised at all. He calmly placed the rabbit mask on his lap and gently stroked it with his slender fingers.
Ever since Shen Yijia used a strange method to treat his leg, Song Jingchen realized that he had been reborn. Not only was his perception much sharper than before, but his martial arts had also improved greatly.
