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Black Skin ultimately accepted this cautious, sensible suggestion.
Rather than waste time debating here, they might as well send a few sharp-eyed brothers to scout. If anything seemed off, at least they would be prepared.
If the Jiazi Camp really had managed to take Panshi Ridge Village, then since they had come all this way, they ought to get a share, right? It might be a small, abandoned village, but even a tiny mosquito was still meat. If they could get something, they shouldn't go back empty-handed.
Meanwhile, in a thicket two or three li away, Wang Xiawei and Ding Lei had seen everything.
Ding Lei said, "These guys don't look very strong, but they're certainly cautious. Xiawei, should we let those scouts through, or...?"
Wang Xiawei thought for a moment. "Let them through. Let Feifei deal with them."
Ding Lei considered it, then immediately understood Wang Xiawei's plan. She couldn't help admiring him. She was two or three years older than Wang Xiawei, but his steady nature and meticulous thinking made the age gap seem insignificant. At least mentally, Ding Lei didn't feel that Wang Xiawei was any less mature than she was. Perhaps that was Jiang Yue's influence.
He always seemed to affect everyone around him, helping them grow and become more compelling.
At Wang Xiawei's age, back in the Sunny Era, he would probably only have been a first-year university student. Yet in just over half a year, these young people, all under twenty, had grown to become pillars of Star City and even of the entire Central South Military Region.
To Ding Lei, that sense of security and stability, the feeling that she could rely on someone, was precious beyond words. Back when she had suffered in Wumei Community, she had longed so desperately for