Mole Revealed.

"To think they would send a General," Xing muttered weakly and the person he spoke to was revealed, a tall and thin man. He had shoulder-length green hair with bangs on the right side of his forehead, three thin lines missing hair on the left side of his head, and orange eyes.

"Yes, Xing but before I kill you, tell me how you figured it out." The unnamed man said, Xing, braced himself. Buying time might just allow Mihir to get here but even this was a long shot.

"Tell me, Xing, I will let you cling to your life as long as you speak. The moment you stop is when I will have your head." The man continued prompting Xing to take a deep breath to regain his composure before he started speaking.

"Heh! I guess there is nothing left that I can do, is there?" Xing questioned rhetorically, lighting a cigarette in his mouth as the man watched him patiently.