"Have you found out anything?" Min rubbed his temples as he looked up from his documents.
"Not yet, your highness. It is hard to operate in public without raising suspicions, even more so when the hidden families have their own way of obtaining information," a lanky man bowed before Min.
"Then put more effort into it. Have you not found anything at all?" Min was getting impatient. He wasted 10 years trying to find and locate the hidden families yet there wasn't even as much as a sign of them.
"We know that the eight hidden families have scattered and only a few keep contact with each other."
Min rested his gaze on his assistant and narrowed his eyes in disdain.
"This is pretty much useless information," these words stabbed the assistant in his vulnerable and frail heart.
"Yes, your highness. Please forgive me," his assistant nervously lowered his head even more.
"Go and schedule another ritual," Min waved the assistant away.
