Leng Yanbo's drunkenness vanished in an instant; he sat up straight, his gaze sharply locking onto his assistant, "Speak!"
"Our spy we had planted on Aisha Island, the moment Miss Anjing married and moved there, was rooted out by the Third Young Master, and that's why we lost all contact with Miss Anjing during those three months."
Leng Yanbo felt a throbbing pain at his temple; his eyes grew dark with foreboding, "Get to the point."
The assistant hastened to skip the preliminaries and continued, "Our people bribed a maid who served Miss Anjing closely, and through her, we learned a lot about what happened to Miss Anjing on Aisha Island."
"Go on," Leng Yanbo said, his expression showing a trace of impatience.
