"Place the order beneath the seventh tree on West Phoenix Street."
Zeng Anmin rode to the location mentioned in the secret letter.
He first looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, placed the item in his hand amid the weeds beneath the tree.
Then he rode boldly onward.
This was the method of contact described in the secret letter Duke Ning, Li Jian, had left behind.
It was how Li Jian, under the identity of "Qing," contacted Consort Meiyu, the mistress of Meiyu Tower.
After leaving the area, he hid in the shadows and observed carefully.
Sure enough, not long afterward,
he saw a beggar heading toward the tree.
The old beggar first lay down beneath it,
as though he intended to sleep there in the warmth of the sun.
Only Zeng Anmin could clearly see it.
The filthy hand hidden beneath the old beggar's body quietly took away the note Zeng Anmin had left behind.
"So this is how they make contact."
After seeing everything, Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and nodded in realization.
The old beggar seemed to sleep for a while.
Then he naturally stretched, slowly rose from the ground, and headed into the distance.
Zeng Anmin followed him in secret.
Before long, he followed the old beggar to a secluded courtyard within a county city.
"Knock, knock, knock~"
"Knock, knock, knock, knock~"
The old beggar knocked rhythmically on the courtyard gate.
Then he waited quietly.
At the same time, his lazy-looking eyes sharpened as he discreetly surveyed his surroundings.
"Creak~"
The door opened.
A hand reached out from within.
"Who is it?"
"The weather's cold. Kind sir, spare this old man a steamed bun to eat..."
The old beggar's voice drifted out.
"Wait here."
Before long, the person inside the