Miss Truth

Actually, Sang Chen lost both his parents when he was young. Considering his situation, it was both a misfortune and a blessing.

It was approaching the end of the Wei period when Xiao Song finally set down the chess pieces and sighed, "I’ve lost."

Sang Chen didn’t feel happy about winning. "You didn’t give it your all."

"I did give it my all." Xiao Song’s slender fingers tapped on the chessboard as he said, "Actually, I didn’t lose terribly. I knew when I would lose, but you don’t know when you will win."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange voice came from the entrance of the courtyard, "Assistant Minister Xiao."

Ran Yan was slightly shocked. To calculate to such an extent, was it too abnormal! Or was it just a coincidence? She didn’t think further and looked towards the source of the voice. There, in the Inner Gate, stood a man in his forties, robust and round-waisted, who looked more like a butcher if not for his green round-neck official uniform. The man had thick black eyebrows, several times wider than his eyes. From afar, one could only see his eyebrows and not his eyes. His lips were thicker than those of an average person, but only his well-defined nose redeemed some of his looks.

"This officer has fully carried out his mission..." The man, noticing the situation in the corridor, glanced between Xiao Song and Sang Chen for a moment, and finally, he bowed to Xiao Song, saying, "Assistant Minister Xiao, I have found the information you ordered me to investigate."

If Ran Yan was not mistaken, Xiao Song might have simply ordered his subordinates to delegate the task and had never met this man before. Both Sang Chen and Xiao Song looked outstanding, yet he recognized the right person within two breaths, which was quite remarkable.