Each Taking What They Need

Qu Jianlei truly had not expected Xiao Moshan to be connected to Spirit Fox.

However, he had no desire to figure out the grudge between the two of them for the time being.

The key was that Xiao Moshan looked somewhat down and out, and his vitality and spirits were not in great shape either. Qu Jianlei had no idea what had happened to him.

After thinking it over, Qu Jianlei decided to make contact with him first.

After a busy day, Xiao Moshan returned to his residence—the gatehouse of a small business.

This was his official job. Disguised as a middle-aged or elderly man, he was well suited for such work.

The gatekeeper's pay was not high, barely enough to cover his expenses. Its main benefit was the free accommodation.

For most middle-aged and elderly people, ending up at this point was rather miserable.

Xiao Moshan entered the Duty Room, half reclining in his chair with narrowed eyes, looking drowsy.

Suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong. He slowly opened his eyes and saw a black shadow standing more than ten meters outside the door.

He coughed twice and spoke unhurriedly. "The Night Patrol Team could show up at any time. Stop wandering around."

Planet Three was indeed managed quite strictly. Loitering around at night with nothing to do was against the law.

The person opposite him merely chuckled. "Since when did the famed Shadowless Blade need to scare people off using outsiders?"

Xiao Moshan sat there calmly, seemingly unchanged in the slightest.

However, Qu Jianlei could sense that the other man's blood was flowing faster and his muscles had tensed somewhat.

After several seconds, Xiao Moshan slowly spoke again. "I don't understand what you're talking about. If you don't leave, I'll sound the alarm."

"Enough, stop putting on