"That's… more than I expected," she admitted.
Han Yu's voice dropped, his tone cold.
"Murong Xie's hoarding spirit stones under the sect's nose. Whatever he's planning, this mine is a key resource. If we just let this slide, he'll gain enough leverage to bribe his way into bigger influence—or worse."
"You want me to report it to my superiors," she guessed.
"No," Han Yu corrected. "I've been told that you work for an organization that specializes in a special task… destabilizing rivals."
Meng Jueyan's lips curved faintly. She ws also a bit surprised that Han Yu knew she worked for the intelligence department, or at least something simialr to that. To her, as long as he didn't know she was part of the Mist Eye Sect it was fine.
"You want us to do what we do best."
