"How do we find her, and where do we look?" Linghu Wuheng bellowed with bulging eyes, "I've always suspected there's a traitor among us, tipping off the bandits! Otherwise, they couldn't have taken the ransom so easily!"
"I also suspect there's a traitor among us!" Du Yue said in a grave voice.
"Who is it!" Linghu Wuheng slammed the table fiercely, "Come forward! Who the hell is it!!!" The solid wood table shattered under Linghu Wuheng's palm, and the teapot and cups scattered all over the floor, "If you're a real man, step forward! Don't be a coward!" As he spoke, Linghu Wuheng glanced seemingly casually at Xiahou Wei.
Xiahou Wei reacted vehemently, "You're directing those words at me, aren't you? You've always suspected me, haven't you!"
Linghu Wuheng's face twitched a few times, "I don't suspect you, but there's something I just can't wrap my head around. Why has everyone else received their children's fingers and ears except you? Why is that?"
