Two days after the vote, Wang Li entered Song Jingyan's chambers, a communication talisman clutched in his hand. "News from the Xia Family," he announced, his voice devoid of emotion as always.
Song Jingyan's heart leaped in her chest. Any news, any shred of information about her husband and son, was more valuable than gold. "What is it?" she pressed, her voice trembling slightly.
"Acting Matriarch Xia has discovered possible traces of the demonic gang responsible for the attack," Wang Li explained. "She has dispatched a team of their top experts to apprehend them and hopefully locate the missing Song delegation."
A glimmer of hope flickered in Song Jingyan's eyes. This was the first concrete lead they had received. "And… what else?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
