The three motorcycles Gecko had brought back had already been hauled to the hotel and were sitting in the rear courtyard.
Lu Xin had originally planned to ride his own little motorcycle over, but then he remembered that the other two belonged to someone else and couldn't simply be neglected. So he spent twenty yuan to rent a small truck beside the hotel and loaded both old motorcycles into the truck bed.
He sat in the truck bed himself, swaying along all the way to Dacheng Hotel.
When he arrived, he spotted the row of tall freight trucks from a distance.
The convoy from Red Leaf City had just finished sorting the goods they had scavenged along the way and was preparing to buy some supplies in Central City before hauling them back.
Although they had been through a great deal on the road and had even lost more than twenty people, nothing seemed capable of changing their plans. Delivering goods, selling goods, buying more goods, and making a profit on the round trip were what mattered most.
"Ah, Little Lu Brother..."
As soon as he entered the hotel, Lu Xin, who was unloading the two motorcycles, came face-to-face with Sun Gouzi.
Sun Gouzi was so shocked that he cried out, then hurriedly lowered his voice.
His face showed both surprise and worry. "Why are you back? Weren't you already..."
He couldn't bring himself to finish. His fingers quickly made a gesture indicating that someone had run away.
"I didn't run away..."
Lu Xin wondered who had started that rumor. He was a law-abiding citizen—how could he possibly run away?
He smiled and said, "We only went out of the city to visit a relative. We've finished taking care of things now."
"You visited a relative, and then everything was