"Oh?" A low, hoarse laugh could be heard from the other end of the call. "If Duan Tianhe has returned to Linzhou so suddenly, even before the incident at Mount Dadong was settled, he must have learned about the mole from our holy faith and our movement in Linzhou City."
The middle-aged man appeared to be panicking as he quietly said, "Duan Tianhe's return is a problem. Lord heavenly general, I'm beginning to think he suspects me too…"
However, he was interrupted by the hoarse voice before he could finish, "Don't worry. There will be a greater incident over at Mount Dadong in a week—Duan Tianhe will definitely head over to hold the line, and that is the moment he dies. You should be thinking about how you'll uncover any unknown elites in Linzhou, and make your move in a week as well."
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Late into the night.
Atop a chain of mountains, the propellers of a wind-powered generator were turning with loud humming rumbles.
