"Thank you Meng Dan," she said, turning away from the hole and the scattering workers. She had sensed him hanging back, as she removed the last of the workers, but he'd not presented himself while she was speaking with the foreman. "I am sorry for my lateness."
"Given the circumstances, it could not be avoided," he said pleasantly, peering past her shoulder the buzz of activity around the sinkhole. "There is no excuse for that to be there. My clan's own geomancers approved the digging plans, alongside the Wang's."
"I know," Ling Qi said quietly.
Meng Dan hummed, pushing the lenses perched on his nose up. Meng Dan had replaced his flowing scholars robes with something more practical today, a dark blue tunic belted at the waist, its longer hem hanging down over trousers and high riding boots. She sensed a frisson in the air, a pulse of qi, and a faint glimmer of silver in his pupils.
"There's no sign of impurities… or anything else unnatural," Ling Qi said.
"Please do not take it as an insult, Lady Ling. These eyes of mine are my only useful trait," Meng Dan chuckled. "Nothing so obvious. However… those foundations, what remains is deeper than it should be."
Ling Qi frowned. "Sloppy workmanship?"
"Unlikely. The plans given to the workers may need review though," Meng Dan said.
"...Regardless, that core should not have been close enough to be disturbed by such a thing," Ling Qi said after a moment.