The study of Zhang Kuang gradually quieted down. After Old Wei left, all that remained was the sound of Zhang Kuang's breathing.
He gazed in the direction Old Wei had gone for a long time before finally stepping back to his desk.
Then, he sat down in the chair once again.
A thoughtful expression crossed his face as he pondered the information about Yang Xiao that Old Wei had previously investigated.
The information was extremely fragmented, with many records, all filled with everyday trivialities, making it utterly confusing and impossible to grasp the main points.
The information he wanted to know about Yang Xiao could not be found in those records.
For instance, Yang Xiao's background and precisely, his origins and purposes.
Obviously, the information about Yang Xiao was deliberately concealed. The information he could investigate was all inconsequential, all within the scope of what could be uncovered.
