Late at night.

The Cui Family, a pavilion sealed under a formation.

As he listened to his daughter recount everything she’d seen and heard, Cui Chang’an’s expression shifted erratically.

The third elder is a traitor!?  

There was no getting around it; this news caught Cui Chang’an entirely off guard.

Cui Jingyan looked at her father with concern and tried to comfort him. “Father, please don’t be angry. Young Lord Su said that for now, we should pretend we don’t know anything to avoid alerting him. That way, we can catch him and his cohort in one fell swoop.”

She paused, then added, “Besides, Young Lord Su already reacquired the Netherworld Thunder Mirror, so its absence won’t negatively affect our defensive formation’s power during the Lantern Festival.”

Cui Chang’an froze. He couldn’t help but take a second glance at his daughter. A moment later, he sounded gratified. “So, you’ve learned to comfort your father! You really have grown up.”

Cui Jingyan sounded a bit embarrassed. “Those were just Young Lord Su’s orders. All I did… was pass them on to you.”

Cui Chang’an laughed. “Go back and get some...