"Thank you for your help," Yan Xiaobao said to Gao Yan with a bright smile. His heart swelled once again, deeply grateful for all the assistance his friends had given him. Living in the city was undoubtedly the best idea to see if he could obtain so information about An Hee. However, if such information ca from either commoners or nobles, the chances were slim. Nonetheless, he hoped the Royal Family might know of An Hee, perhaps ntioning him occasionally in front of their servants. Yan Xiaobao wished they could at least find so trace of information about him.
"I won’t take up any more of your ti," Yan Xiaobao said with a polite smile. He and Cai Jie headed up the stairs toward the room they had borrowed. Both of them understood that rushing Gao Yan was impossible. They had to wait for his return. In the anti, they decided to focus on training. Training was the only thing that could keep them occupied, allowing them to concentrate on sothing other than the anticipation of news.
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"This is very strange," Gao Yan murmured for the seventh ti in the last hour. His desk was piled high with papers, his face contorted in a deep frown. "Zhang Chentian," he called, summoning his friend. Anyone who knew them during their days at the Royal Academy in Liluo City would recognize Zhang Chentian as Gao Yan’s trusted aide. At the mont, he was holding a stack of mory Stones and placing them onto Gao Yan’s desk. With a sigh, he shook his head.
"There’s nothing about An Hee," Zhang Chentian said. "No one by the na An Hee—not among nobles, not even among commoners. It’s as if the na has been completely erased from the world. The idea of a na simply not existing is absurd. What’s strange is, I feel there’s a reason behind this."
"It’s been very challenging to gather information about him because we’re essentially buying rumors. We only have a few specialized mbers actively searching for specific details. I think we should try employing one of them to see what we can uncover within the Royal Family. Focus on families with ties to the Crusaders. If I’ve read Yan Xiaobao’s reactions correctly, then the Crusaders and An Hee may have so sort of connection." Gao Yan continued. Zhang Chentian set aside the many mory Stones he had brought, placing them to the side. Scrolls upon scrolls of paper were tossed into the growing pile, and mory Stones were continually added—yet none of these stones contained any information about An Hee.
The more the silver-blue light flickered, the deeper Gao Yan’s frown grew. Finally, he stood up and walked toward another table, where a friend sat across from him amidst an array of mory Stones. "Send the Tang twins into the Royal Castle and have them see if they can obtain any information about soone nad An Hee. I cannot stress enough that this isn’t about the usual rumors we deal with. They need to exercise extre caution," Gao Yan said to the man at the table. The man nodded, his face serious.
Seeing the gravity of the situation, Gao Yan moved toward their large bookshelf, which housed a considerable number of mory Stones. He grabbed a handful and brought them to his desk. He pushed the old mory Stones aside to make room for the new ones, then sat down and sighed. He placed a mory Stone against his forehead, sorting them into two piles: one containing information about the Frozen General and the Crusaders, and the other devoid of such information. As he gazed at the nurous stones, he couldn’t help but sigh, knowing the imnse effort this task required. Looking at the mory Stones he had set aside, his frown deepened. "Who is this? Who is he?" he muttered to himself, his entire expression clouded with confusion. Once he was finished with the last mory Stone, he swiftly concealed three stones in his robes and dashed out of the black lion toward the Rong Twin Towers.
Gao Yan was a familiar guest and could easily bypass the guards. Nearly skipping with excitent, he hurried into the grand building, ascending the staircase toward Yan Xiaobao’s room. Once inside, he was thrilled, having managed to quickly find as much information as he did. Knocking on Yan Xiaobao’s door, he saw Cai Jie open his own door, evidently waiting for Gao Yan. "Do you mind if I join you? I’m quite curious about the Crusaders," Cai Jie asked. This was the first ti Cai Jie had taken the initiative to speak with Yan Xiaobao’s friend.
Hearing the polite inquiry, Gao Yan couldn’t help but smile faintly. He nodded and turned to look at the door being opened. Yan Xiaobao stood inside, wearing the sa clothes as the previous days. Anyone could see that he had been thoroughly engrossed in his training over the past three days. Yan Xiaobao stepped aside from the door and walked into the room, stretching his neck slightly. "Excuse for a mont," Yan Xiaobao said as he headed toward the bathroom. "I need to freshen up for a mont, and I’ll return shortly. You can share the Crusader information with Cai Jie. I’m sure that’s why he’s still here." He chuckled faintly, while Cai Jie smiled and extended a hand, offering two mory Stones.
Without waiting, Cai Jie settled into a small chair in the room and quickly pressed one of the mory Stones to his forehead. Silver-blue light illuminated the room. Cai Jie muttered a few indistinct phrases, and as the light faded, his hand slowly lowered. He placed the used mory Stone on the table and picked up the next one.
As he delved into the second mory Stone, he once again muttered incomprehensible words. Like before, he removed the stone and set it on the table. This ti, however, he did not imdiately open his eyes. Instead, he continued murmuring indistinct phrases, leaving Gao Yan feeling sowhat uneasy as he waited for Yan Xiaobao to finish bathing.
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