But Ximen Huaide knew that if he voiced these thoughts, it would only freeze the already tense atmosphere further, making it even harder to recuperate. Despite the words rising to his lips, he was forced to swallow them back bitterly.
Du Qingwen scrutinized the note in his hands, reading it several times over.
"May I ask, Young Nephew Nangong, when did you receive this note?"
Nangong Sword didn't hide anything, answering truthfully.
While the two sides were conversing, gradually understanding the situation and easing their relationship, Du Qingwen was not an adept diplomat, yet he managed to defuse the tension somewhat.
Meanwhile, new information came to light.
"Taking the tunnel as the origin point, and probing in four directions, we discovered a sewage tunnel… This tunnel connects to the inn where the Dongfang Clan resides… I mean, it passes by it!"
"Should we go and ask them about it?"
Du Qingwen was livid!
