Lin Qianqian knew she had made a fatal mistake. Panic-stricken, she hurriedly begged Luo Tianhe for help. "Mr. Luo... Mr. Luo, please save me! What should I do?"
"What else? Hurry back, dig up the real one, and bring it back. Quickly!"
After carefully analyzing what had happened to Lin Qianqian, Luo Tianhe couldn't help becoming more cautious about Jiang Cheng. Lin Qianqian's failure was naturally partly her own fault, but Jiang Cheng's schemes were undeniably dangerous. He lacked the skill for straightforward tactics, but excelled at underhanded ones. He was the sort who refused to play by the rules and specialized in low blows. He really was difficult to deal with.
People like Lin Qianqian and Ding Zhenzong alone couldn't handle Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui. Luo Tianhe couldn't help thinking of his earlier suspicion. It seemed the Night Watch must still have a trump card among their ranks. Yuan Shanyuan and Bai Yu were the likeliest candidates, though he couldn't rule out Li Bai and Yao Shunyu. After all, based on the information Lin Qianqian had brought back, those two might already have infiltrated Jiang Cheng's side.
His thoughts raced, though only an instant passed in reality. When Luo Tianhe came back to himself, Lin Qianqian was still standing in front of him. He couldn't help snapping, "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Mr. Luo, in your hand..."
Following Lin Qianqian's gaze, Luo Tianhe suddenly noticed that a white object was wrapped inside the old rag in his hand. He opened it and found a crumpled piece of paper.
There was writing on it.
After reading it, Luo Tianhe's face grew even grayer. At last, he took a deep breath, looked up, and waved Lin Qianqian away. "Go on. You'd better not read this letter."
"A letter?"
"Forget it.