The subordinate jogged out from the restaurant and came over to report: "We caught sixteen people inside, the others ran away. Should we continue the pursuit?"
"... First, detain them and take them back to the Foolish Underworld."
"Yes!"
The subordinates took the people who incited 'rumors' as well, but Song Zhenrong did not return to the Foolish Underworld with them.
He didn't want to waste time on meaningless people; he only wanted to track down the whereabouts of the Rebel Army and continue searching for Divine Doctor Ding!
He didn't want to stop because once he stopped, he couldn't help but overthink.
What if his sister really...
Bang.
Perhaps because he was distracted, or perhaps because he was not in the right state.
Song Zhenrong lightly bumped into someone as they passed by.
Just this slight collision left him stunned on the spot.
Because... at that moment of contact, there was suddenly a letter in his arms.
