The old man was very familiar with Geyin; after all, in his class, Geyin was an unparalleled genius, far exceeding any ordinary person, with all other students merely amateurs by comparison.
"Mhm." Geyin nodded, then turned and left.
"This kid, still speaks so little." The teacher was also accustomed to Geyin's cold and indifferent demeanor.
As time leisurely passed by, by the time Tilan got home, it was already evening. After school, she and three other songstresses were invited by Ailu Kelu for a big meal.
Supposedly, Ailu Kelu obtained some news from somewhere and came to comfort Shui Yanqing, and thus invited them for a seafood feast. After all, in the eyes of a cat-eared songstress, there was nothing more delightful than good food.
"Lord Tiran, this is the Memory Chip Miss Geyin asked me to give to you."
In the evening, after grooming and dressed in pajamas, Tilan was sitting in the study preparing to read before going to bed, when a maid handed over a Memory Chip.
Looking at the silver Memory Chip, the young girl was slightly curious.
"Did Geyin say anything at the time?"
"Miss Geyin only asked us to give this to you, nothing else."
"Alright, that's indeed her style." Tilan shook her head slightly, then took the chip and inserted it into her desktop computer terminal.
The data was quickly accessed, and the entire sequence of events from the ceremony incident unfolded before the young girl's eyes.
This is really detailed. Scrolling through the interface, Tilan reviewed the lengthy data, which included many pictures and video clips, along with explanations and speculations, laying out in detail how Framing hired an agency, how they operated, how they confirmed Shui Yanqing's identity, and how they finally took action.
After reading, Tilan felt that Geyin might have misunderstood her request—she only wanted Geyin to search various forums and media for any reports about the accident on the day of the ceremony.
Unexpectedly, Geyin had dug up the entire process's causes and effects, as well as the related people and incidents, and laid them all out before her.
This ability to find information and deduce conclusions was truly astonishing.
After reviewing the data, Tilan thought for a moment that Framing and the 'Four Winds Hotel' definitely needed to be dealt with; they couldn't be allowed to get away with it so easily.
As for that employee, she looked at the video projection on her computer, then picked up her personal terminal.
After a few tones, the call connected, and a somewhat familiar figure appeared in the holographic projection—she had chestnut brown hair, wore a light-colored floral long dress, and her style was unmistakably of the Sen series; she was the manager of the Four Winds Hotel, a member of the West Wind family, Flora.
"Good evening, Lady Ti Lan." Flora bowed in greeting.
"Good evening, Flora." Tilan responded.
"Contacting you this time is to discuss the aftermath of that day's events, as well as about an employee at the hotel..." She began to talk about the temporary hired corporate spy.
"...That's the situation. I will send you the data later, and you can decide on how to handle it afterward."
"Understood, Lord Tiran. We will handle it appropriately." Flora bowed again before the image disappeared.
The rest will be left to Flora and her team. Since it was a competition between businesses and they were also victims of the incident, if Flora and Ores and others were treated harshly, it would be unfair and the impact wouldn't be good.