Yin Su sighed and finally said, "I did manage to find out some things about Consort Wan, but the things they said… everyone's so mad, it's hard to make any sense of it."
"You just give me the general story, that's enough," Yue Mingxuan replied.
He understood that information gathered from a group of lunatics would naturally be difficult to organize.
But at least such intelligence was absolutely real; there was no need to filter out unnecessary details.
The more insane a person was, the more likely they were to speak the truth.
Yue Mingxuan knew this very well.
Otherwise, he would never have agreed to let Yin Su go to a place like the Cold Palace.
He then leaned against Shang Qinghua and listened carefully as Yin Su began to relay the information she had gathered from the Cold Palace.
