Being called "sir" was a novel experience for Yuan Ju, especially since Ling Ji was a little older than him.
Yuan Ju froze for a moment, then still nodded at Ling Ji.
Ling Ji immediately walked across the water toward him. As a believer of the Spirit Marsh King, moving freely through water was nothing unusual, but coming to "seek advice" from Yuan Ju like this was rather abnormal. Considering the situation he was currently facing... it was understandable.
During their earlier practice, Yuan Ju had already noticed that Ling Ji was somewhat distracted. It was probably related to his being classified as a "sensitive individual."
The records showed that he had previously worked for Da Xin Laboratory. Now that the laboratory's scandal had erupted, he had been questioned by the police several times around the time the task force arrived. Since he seemed more like a victim trapped by Da Xin Laboratory's deceptions—having only temporarily served as its eyes and ears in observing Xin Rui, without taking any other actions—no further measures had been taken for the time being... but only for the time being.
Ling Ji had probably come to him this time because of that matter.
Yuan Ju did not refuse. To spare Ling Ji's feelings, he even took several steps back on his own.
Ling Ji followed across the water and finally removed his faceplate, revealing a refined face. He looked somewhat haggard, clearly having endured considerable pressure these past few days. He did not beat around the bush and spoke directly.
"Mr. Yuan Ju, I want to ask... is the police going to take me back?"
Just as expected!
Yuan Ju sighed inwardly. After spending these two days together, he had formed a decent impression of Ling Ji, but that was nowhere near enough to