On the night of the Water Ghost raid, just as dawn broke, Lü Yingyue's message arrived.
After receiving Ji Jue's reply, she directly told him: [In a couple of days, someone should be going to Quancheng. Receive them. You don't need to do much—just cooperate as much as possible.]
It was a simple message, yet Ji Jue caught a strange scent in it.
He didn't know how she spoke to other people, but when communicating with Ji Jue, perhaps because of Ye Xian, Lü Yingyue rarely used such demanding imperatives.
Even if there was something she needed Ji Jue to do, she would at least explain the cause and effect. She would not be so brief and direct.
Unless, in her eyes, the matters this involved could not be known by others.
At the same time, she did not want Ji Jue asking too many questions.
Ji Jue merely replied: [I'll be ready.]
As though she had sensed that Ji Jue understood her meaning, Lü Yingyue's final message carried a trace of approval: [Very good.]
For the time that followed, neither of them spoke further about it.
Until this morning, when an unfamiliar number called Ji Jue's private phone and told him that they had been referred by Lü Garrison Chief. They would arrive at three in the afternoon and politely arranged a time with him.
Naturally, Ji Jue said he would cooperate fully.
At this moment, although there were still five minutes before the agreed time, someone was already waiting at the door.
Only, his appearance was beyond Ji Jue's expectations.
The man looked to be in his thirties, like a programmer from the city. He wore a plaid shirt and cargo pants utterly out of place in the Wilderness, with a backpack slung over his shoulders.
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