Little Beggar appeared again the next morning.
A light rain pattered down, soaking him to the skin.
Before he even entered, the joy he could not hide was plain on his face.
"Boss..."
"Come inside first."
Su Xinghe felt a weight lift from his heart as well.
He picked up a towel from the side that had been used to wipe sweat and handed it over.
Little Beggar took it, wiped himself down haphazardly a few times, then stripped off his soaked training clothes and wrung them dry.
Without even bothering to fix his hair, he eagerly reported:
"I didn't find the true art, but that night, they left aboard Old Wang's boat from the Fishermen's Gang."
He gave the conclusion first, afraid he would wander off-topic later.
"This news came from the fireboy at Huichun Hall. They were busy during the day, so I had Xiao He treat them to a late-night meal. That's why I only came now."
As he spoke, he pulled a silver ingot from his robes.
Su Xinghe did not take it and gestured for him to continue.
The smile on Little Beggar's face grew even brighter.
"Because they had to help Physician He brew medicine, the two of them went to sleep very late that day. They happened to see Liu Bin and his sister carrying luggage, waiting for a boat at the river dock behind the courtyard."
"I guessed Liu Bin must know Old Wang. Otherwise, who would deliberately come pick up two people leaving the city in the middle of the night?"
Seeing the exhaustion on Little Beggar's face, Su Xinghe guessed he had not slept at all last night and patted his shoulder.
His hand came away icy with rainwater.
"Thanks for the effort!"
"Go take a bath. There's hot water