Nine Yin Grand Master

There were two trees in the Divine Constable Bureau's courtyard in Bianjing City.

One was a jujube tree, and the other was also a jujube tree.

There were also many other jujube trees around them.

The reason these two trees were singled out was because different people were standing beneath each of them.

You Jin stood under one tree, while Ye Weiming stood beneath the other.

Their eyes met. After a moment, You Jin was the first to speak. "Now that you're back, why haven't you asked what the mission is?"

Ye Weiming countered, "For such an urgent large-scale sect mission, shouldn't the details be announced only after all three of us have arrived?"

You Jin shook his head lightly. "This is a solo mission. First come, first served."

A solo mission, and first come, first served?

How much profit could such a slapdash mission possibly have?

Trash!

The moment Ye Weiming heard that sales-pitch-like mission introduction, he lost interest. "Actually, I have some other business to attend to. How about you wait for the other two and see who comes back second?"

"No!" Beneath You Jin's cold iron mask, there seemed to be a trace of amused laughter. "I think you're more suited to this mission than either of them. Besides, who told you to come back first?"

"It's too late for regrets now!"

Ye Weiming rolled his eyes. "Then tell me, why exactly am I the most suitable one?"

Obviously, if You Jin could not give him a convincing explanation, Ye Weiming would never easily accept a mission that already reeked of a trap.

You Jin explained, "Because your status differs from theirs. With the Imperial Sword, you are not only a fourth-rank court constable, but also possess certain special rights that other constables do not."

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