Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1911 (One Thousand Nine Hundred Eleven) Seven Sides

Tie Jinjue said, "You think so because you heard about the gray house before, right?"

"Yes." Tie Hongyan said, "Although I am just guessing without any basis, I cannot rule out this possibility after all."

Tie Jinjue said, "Do you think it's necessary to clean up this place later?"

"I was just thinking about this issue." Tie Hongyan said, "I think if this matter has something to do with my father, it's better not to clean it up."

"Are you worried that your father will ask you about it after seeing it, and you won't be able to explain it clearly, so what will he suspect?" Tie Jinjue asked.

"Yeah." Tie Hongyan said, "So, I decided not to move here, and let my men continue to watch at the door. If my father asks about it, I will tell him directly that apart from putting out the fire and ventilating the room, no one has done anything to this room. Everything is the same as it was after the explosion."

"I also think this is better." Tie Jinjue said, "If this place is cleaned up, then the clan leader won't be able to see what happened after the explosion and might think someone did something wrong. That would be bad."

Tie Hongyan said, "On the way here just now, we already knew that many people in Aoqian Palace heard the explosion. I will order the people in Aoqian Palace not to spread the news. As for those who already know about it, there is no way to make them unaware of it. Let's just leave it that way."

After saying that, Tie Hongyan looked around again and suddenly found a piece of debris on the ground with a pattern with a regular heptagonal frame on the outside. She wanted to take a closer look, so she walked towards it.

Wu Xunsheng helped her walk there, and she began to stare at the pattern.

"Hongyan, what are you looking at?" Tie Jinjue also walked over and asked.

Tie Hongyan pointed at the pattern.

"Huh?" Tie Jinjue said, "This pattern looks so familiar to me." Tie Hongyan said, "I came here because I felt like I've seen it somewhere."

"Do you remember where you have seen him?" Tie Jinjue asked.

Tie Hongyan thought for a moment and said softly, "It seems... it seems that I have seen it in the room where my father lives in Bakong Palace." The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and at the end there was almost no sound.

Tie Jinjue opened his mouth and closed it again, then whispered, "That's right!"

"Why?" Tie Hongyan asked, "Uncle also saw him there?"

"That's right! I remember now, I saw it in the room where the patriarch usually lives." Tie Jinjue said in a low voice.

"The one I saw is the same as this one." Tie Hongyan whispered. She pointed to one of the strokes inside the regular heptagon frame and said to Tie Jinjue, "Uncle, look at this stroke. I saw this pattern in my father's room. This stroke is very thick at the front and very thin at the back."

Tie Jinjue recalled the pattern he had seen in the room where he lived before, but felt his memory was a little fuzzy, so he said, "I can't remember clearly what this position looked like in the pattern I saw last time."

"I feel that stroke was drawn that way out of habit, not intentionally." Tie Hongyan said.

"You mean, this pattern might have been drawn by the same person as the one you saw in the patriarch's room?" Tie Jinjue asked in a very low voice.

(End of this chapter)