Mining Silver Ore

Tang Jinghong looked down at Wan Zhilin. "Lord Wan, do you know that the current Lord of the Northern Border is an imposter?"

Wan Zhilin was stunned. He didn't believe a word of it. "What nonsense are you talking about? If he's not the Lord of the Northern Border, who is?"

Chu Qingzhi interrupted, "He's really not. He's a member of the royal family of the previous dynasty!"

Wan Zhilin's eyes widened. He looked at Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi like two lunatics. "Are you kidding? If you want me to tell you some secrets, you don't have to make up such nonsense!"

Tang Jinghong asked, "Do you think we are so bored as to lie to you?"

Wan Zhilin looked at Tang Jinghong and then at Chu Qingzhi. For a moment, he couldn't tell if the two of them were joking or serious.

However, he did not believe a word they said.

"No matter what you say, I won't believe you," Wan Zhilin said stubbornly.