"Dan, didn't you say you'd found some clues before? How long do you think this mission will take?"
"Optimistically, about a week."
"Then I'll give you half a month. The priority of this operation is to uncover the truth, not kill the enemy. So whether you succeed or fail, make sure you return to town safely. Understood?"
"Listen to you—like I'm being controlled by some organization and would rather die than fail the mission?"
"You know what I mean."
"Got it, my lord. I'll do my best to stay safe."
The members of the pursuit party and their general plan were thus decided.
As the leader of the team, Dan also bore the crucial responsibility of tracking down the clues.
Alan of the War School would serve as their main combat strength.
Linsey and Ju would provide support from the side and supplement their fighting power.
This matter could not be delayed for too long.
So, after settling on the rough plan and bidding Anrui farewell, they prepared dry rations and clear water before heading directly south out of town.
But before they could leave town, a familiar shout came from behind them.
"Linsey, wait!"
Linsey turned around.
It was the young craftsman Qiao Er, running toward them completely out of breath.
He clutched a gray cloth bag tightly in both arms, his eyes fixed on Linsey as he prepared to leave town.
Linsey nodded to his companions in understanding before hurrying over to meet him.
"Qiao Er, what's wrong?"
"I—I heard you were leaving." Qiao Er had rushed over in a great hurry. Once Linsey stopped him, he immediately handed over the cloth bag, then caught his breath before explaining, "So I thought I should bring these things to you first."
Linsey untied the bag and opened it.
Inside