Lu Dashan looked at the dark circles beneath his eyes and remembered how weak Bai Zhenyun had seemed before. Compared with then, he was actually doing quite a bit better now.
His worry eased somewhat. He sat down again, lightly tapping his fingers on the coffee table as he asked, "What about the hideout?
If we succeed tomorrow, things will definitely get out of hand.
The Ability Management Bureau won't let it go. They'll search all over the city, and this place won't be safe either—we won't be able to stay long. We need to inspect the prepared hideout in advance. Don't let anything go wrong."
"I've already sent someone to check it." Bai Zhenyun picked up the teapot and refilled Lu Dashan's empty cup with hot tea. As the hot water poured in, it gurgled softly, and steam curled up from the rim.
"An abandoned building-materials warehouse on the outskirts. It has water and electricity, as well as quilts and food prepared in advance.
If we can't leave, it'll be enough for us to hide there for half a month. We can leave once things have died down."
Lu Dashan nodded. When he stood up, the hem of his clothes accidentally brushed against the coffee table and knocked over a teacup.
Tea spilled across the floor plan. He hurriedly reached out to steady it, then pulled out several tissues and frantically wiped the water stains from the blueprint, but a faint ring of dampness still remained on the paper.
"All right, go back and rest." Bai Zhenyun carefully folded the damp floor plan and put it in the desk drawer. The drawer clicked softly as he closed it.
"Don't eat anything too greasy tomorrow morning. You might get diarrhea and have it affect your condition."
When Lu Dashan reached