The diligent King Wuguan waited in Anyii City for a full four days.
After repeatedly applying the secret marks, she finally confirmed... probably, perhaps, maybe, King Biancheng did not remember the marks.
But King Wuguan could not be blamed for that!
It was not her fault, and she immediately relaxed.
As for whether the mission could be completed, that was none of her concern.
What could possibly be gained by traveling alongside King Biancheng? Her task this time was merely to assist—to make sure King Biancheng could find no fault with her now, and King Qinguang could find no blame to pin on her afterward. No merit, no fault; earning her work fee would be enough!
Whether that bastard got lost or ran into danger... what did it have to do with her?
She went to wait at the tavern on schedule, without expecting to actually see anyone. Happily enjoying her time alone, she drank whatever blood she wanted and crunched through two bags of raw chicken bones at a time.
Who dared say a word about it?!
"What the hell have you been eating all day?"
A familiar rebuke suddenly sounded beside her ear. King Wuguan lifted her eyes and met King Biancheng's cold gaze.
Though he was not wearing that distinctive Biancheng mask, that feeling... was far too familiar!
King Wuguan immediately put away the raw chicken bones and fresh cow's blood, then forced a smile onto this borrowed face. "I... have been waiting for you... a long time!"
If not for her unpleasant voice and halting speech, she might have sounded three parts more sincere.
King Biancheng neither sat down nor touched the wine on the table. He merely held out his hand. "Give me the intelligence."
"It's all in my head." King Wuguan transmitted with a