Fu ZiMo brought Qin LuoYan to stay quietly in the inn for a few days. He didn't speak, and Qin LuoYan didn't ask. She only noticed that as the days went by, more and more carrier pigeons arrived in the courtyard. Those carrier pigeons flew in from all directions, carrying unintelligible words and handwriting. Fu ZiMo’s daily work was to constantly read letters and reply to them.,Fu Zi Mo's pupils constricted for a moment, but he didn't hide his intentions. "Knowing yourself and your enemy is crucial. As long as I achieve my goal, everything else doesn't matter to me. You wouldn't think of me as a kind and righteous person, would you Uncompromising methods are what define me, Fu Zi Mo, isn't that right",The wind in the mountains was a little chilly, mixed with the scent of herbs.。