Watching Han Jiang leave in a discomfited state, Song Mingyue muttered a complaint to Ling Xiao, "Look what you did. You scared him off. You think he didn't know someone was listening from behind the bushes?"
Ling Xiao gave a knowing chuckle, watching Han Jiang's rapidly retreating back. "You think he didn't know?" he said softly. "I was using him, but wasn't he also using me? If you rashly spread this kind of news, true or false, it would certainly get you killed! But this way... heh, it's just something that came up in an idle chat. A rumor... When the time comes, I'm afraid even if those people come looking, they won't be able to trace it back to us!"
Song Mingyue looked at Ling Xiao, speechless. "You've gotten devious!"
