"You're not a historian," she said flatly. "You're either Heaven's Eye yourself, or you're something else entirely. Which is it?"
Before Kai could answer, Wei'er spoke up. "He's my husband. He's been helping me deal with a stalker situation. We got caught up in the teahouse attack by accident."
It was a good cover story. Simple, believable.
Director Lin didn't believe it for a second.
"Miss Chen," she said without looking away from Kai, "thank you for your input. But I'm more interested in what Mr. Kai isn't saying." She leaned forward. "I've been investigating Heaven's Eye for eight months. I've read every historical text, consulted every expert, sacrificed three of my best agents to plant spies in their organization. And you, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who just advanced re
