Qin Siyang returned to the Guesthouse and knocked on the door of Room 1006. Chu Baxing opened it.
Once inside, he saw Huo Dangkou eating candy, drool all over him, and Zheng Mubian sitting ramrod straight on the sofa.
At his first sight of Zheng Mubian, Qin Siyang felt that he and his son Zheng Cong were practically cast from the same mold.
The same posture, the same bearing, the same face.
Even without knowing who they were, anyone would recognize them as father and son.
As the younger man, Qin Siyang took the initiative to greet Zheng Mubian. "Hello, Chief of Staff Zheng."
Zheng Mubian rose warmly as well. "You must be Qin Siyang? I've heard so much about you. Now that we've met, you certainly are an impressive young man. You live up to your reputation."
After the polite compliments, Qin Siyang sat down opposite Zheng Mubian.
"Xiao Qin, I came today to..."
Zheng Mubian had barely begun when Qin Siyang stopped him.
"Chief of Staff Zheng, there's still someone here who isn't involved. This isn't a good place to talk."
Chu Baxing frowned. "Qin Siyang, if you're discussing the Chu Character Legion with Chief of Staff Zheng, that has something to do with me, too. How can you say I'm not involved?"
"I wasn't talking about you. Why are you assuming I meant you?"
Qin Siyang's gaze landed on Huo Dangkou, who was contentedly sucking his fingers nearby.
"Him?" Zheng Mubian smiled. "Qin Siyang, we've repeatedly confirmed Commander Huo's condition. You don't need to worry that he's faking it."
Qin Siyang shook his head. "I'm not worried about him pretending to be an idiot. I'm worried that someone else might get information out of him."
"What do you mean?"
"He's sitting here listening to every confidential matter