Teng Yanping's forehead broke out in beads of sweat as he hastily and carefully offered an apologetic response.
Shu Guan ascended to the third floor, following behind Rong Duanshu into Teng Huiyi's room.
He stayed in the room for two or three minutes before coming out again, walking briskly downstairs.
In the living room, the man named Dai Renlong, the head of the Military Intelligence, had just scolded Teng Yanping a few sentences and now his expression had returned to normal. Mainly because he had regarded the fortune-teller as nothing more than a joke and believed that Teng Yanping was desperate for a cure.
"Deputy Director Teng, we at the Military Intelligence Bureau have already taken a good look into your daughter's case."
Dai Renlong said indifferently to Teng Yanping:
"We've discovered that your daughter has recently grown close to a woman named Zhao Qiujin, and they even refer to each other as sisters."
A look of bewilderment appeared in Teng Yanping's eyes.
