A mole?
Zhao Xuan clenched his teeth. In a fit of rage, he spat out a mouthful of blood. "A traitor!"
He had always found it strange how the Observatory was always able to find him.
But the Observatory had pressed him so hard, giving him no time to think. Now it seemed it was all the work of this spy.
Shen Bai patted the man's shoulder. "You've worked hard."
The man's face was solemn and serious. "It is my honor to contribute to the safety of the people."
Although they were men of the Observatory, their names were not on its roster.
Like travelers in the dead of night, with only darkness behind them.
The name of the Observatory was their only ray of light.
"I was placed here by the Prefecture Chief before last. The previous Prefecture Chief was not aware of my existence," the man added.
Everyone knew what the last Prefecture Chief had done, and the man worried Shen Bai would see him as a turncoat.
