While waiting for Xi'er to arrive, Qing Shisan emerged from the shadows, a faint wisp of smoke trailing behind him.
"Prince, there's been some movement from that person today."
"Tell me."
With the Ravens gone from the sky and Ye Weiyang practically paralyzed, Qing Shisan no longer had to ask for a private word in the Red King Mansion. He walked straight up to Zheng Xiu, taking a drag from his smoke and smiling. "Today, a deaf man, a blind man, and a cripple entered the city. They went to Blind Chen Wei's bone-reading stall and secretly slipped him a letter."
"What was in it?"
Qing Shisan gave a wry smile and spread his hands. "Now you're putting me in a difficult position, Prince."
"Right. What happened then?"
