Huangfu Jingchen said calmly, "What secret do I have?"
Sang Xuewei approached and said triumphantly, "Huang Zheng, you came to Shian Temple not to offer incense, but with a purpose, didn't you?"
Huangfu Jingchen glanced at her.
The woman before him was beautiful, with a touch of smugness on her face, like someone who held a small secret and wanted to use it against someone. However, all her thoughts were visible on her face.
He said, "I don't understand what you're talking about!"
Seeing he was about to leave, Sang Xuewei quickly said, "Don't go!" She hastened her steps and spoke rapidly, "I know you're investigating the disappearance of young girls in other villages, and you suspect there's something wrong with Shian Temple, right?"
Huangfu Jingchen halted, his eyes suddenly sharp. The investigation he was conducting had not yet yielded any clues. If Sang Xuewei spread the word and there actually was a problem at Shian Temple, they would alert the enemy.
