Crisis

"Are you sure?" Zhang Dong Nan, the Branch Leader of the Phantom Fox Clan, narrowed his eyes as soon as Leng Ye finished speaking.

"Yes, Lord Dong Nan." Leng Ye nodded confidently. "Lord Dong Nan, if you don't believe me, you can't investigate this matter. In the borderland's Six Southeast Regions, Duan Ling Tian has quite a bit of fame. There are many people who knew he was accompanied by a peerless beauty. Whenever they went out, she would always wear a veil and a bamboo hat. It's not difficult to guess that she wore the veil and the hat to hide her beauty to avoid attracting unnecessary trouble."

"Good. I'll investigate this matter. Follow me back to the Phantom Fox Clan. If the matter is as you've described, I won't treat you unfairly." After a brief pause, Zhang Dong Nan's gaze on Leng Ye turned frosty as he continued to say, "However, if I discover that you lied to me… Don't even think about leaving the Phantom Fox Clan alive…"