Zhao Xingzheng was dumbfounded as well.
He had never imagined that he would run into his own boss here. And where was the Incense Gathering Cult contact? Weren't they supposed to be waiting for someone here?
Zhao Xingzheng abruptly realized that disaster was at hand, but even at the brink, he remained composed and cupped his fists.
"Chief Wei, this is the handover point we arranged with the Jinfeng Escort Agency. Why have you suddenly come here?"
"Jinfeng Escort Agency? Coming all the way out here? Are you sure?" Wei He asked.
"I'm sure. They changed the location at the last minute, which is why I detoured here," Zhao Xingzheng said solemnly, his expression unchanged.
"Come to think of it, I hadn't had time to report this to you yet, Chief, so this was this subordinate's negligence."
"But why would people from the Jinfeng Escort Agency smell of sandalwood?" Wei He suddenly said softly. His voice was clearly quiet, yet it entered everyone's ears with perfect clarity, impossible to ignore.
Only then did Zhao Xingzheng notice that more than a dozen contacts dressed in Jinfeng Escort Agency uniforms lay scattered across the ground and surrounding woods.
Those were all covert agents from the Incense Gathering Cult!
His heart jolted in terror, and he turned to flee.
He still carried a secret letter meant for the Incense Gathering Cult. If it were discovered, the consequences would be unthinkable!
Colluding with foreign enemies was a crime punishable by extermination of nine clans. Moreover, it would implicate a great many others!
The rest of those on the ox carts seemed not to have expected this either. Their boss had actually turned and run.
And judging by his speed, he was not slow at all.
Zhao Xingzheng had actually cultivated a Leg Skill as