"I'm asking something for someone else." Mora's tone was light. "You're near Lake City now, right? Is it convenient to talk?"
"Go ahead."
"That thin-skinned Liu Jia asked me to ask whether it's still alright for him to go to the Experiment Field. He's already paid the fee."
"Indeed, he handed over a page of notes. Cat's Eye told me about it... Of course he can."
At the mention of Cat's Eye, Fris, Zhao Xi, and the others beside him subconsciously perked up their ears.
Ronan paid no mind to whether they were eavesdropping and headed straight toward the prepared rest area. Meng Tu hesitated for a moment, then followed. Fris and the others followed suit.
The officer in charge of the Forward Base opened his mouth two or three times, but lacked the courage to interrupt Ronan's call. He could only take off his cap, wipe away his sweat, put it back on, and follow with his head lowered.
Ronan first entered a foyer. It was quite spacious and devoid of unnecessary furnishings. When he spoke in his normal voice, the echoes overlapped and made it exceptionally loud.
"Actually, if he hadn't taken a detour with us today and then been delayed by Tian Bang, he should have arrived by now."
Leaving aside Meng Tu's twitching face, Mora was dissatisfied as well. "He was delayed by Madam Harold, okay! That old widow is working with you now, isn't she?"
Ronan laughed. "You've hidden yourself far away, yet you're remarkably well-informed about what's going on here."
"Not at all, not at all. I know my own limits. With your standards, Junior Brother, I can't keep a grip on things. The facts have proven it. Every one of those people who eagerly ran over there has ended up in a bind."