"Three cobblers make a Zhuge Liang?"
Ye Xunzhi tentatively tapped into it. Clearly, the others had only just been added to the group.
[Your Loyal Little Buddy: Who made this group? And what the hell is with this group name?]
That was Feilanz.
[I Am Still Alive Today: Does someone want to buy weapons? If you do, though, I recommend messaging me privately.]
That was Bowen, who had been scammed into psychological trauma.
[Society's Brother Hu: I made it. What do you think? Pretty fitting name, right?]
That was Hu Feiwei.
[Society's Brother Hu: Old Bowen makes shoes (firepower), Old Fei handles sales (brainpower), and I beat up anyone who comes demanding protection money (muscle). And Little Boss, as our Zhuge Liang, leads us to the pinnacle of life!]
[Your Loyal Little Buddy: Big lug, my advice is to delete that. I don't really care, but a friend of mine might be having a breakdown.]
[I Am Still Alive Today: Boohoohoo X﹏X]
[He Runs, I Chase, the God of Wealth Can't Escape Even with Wings: Nobody likes this group name? I'll change it, then.]
Three seconds later, a brand-new group name was ready.
Group name: This fucking school makes me want to (4)
The three of them: This name wasn't so much for their sake as it was entirely self-serving.
After successfully watching messages from the three shell-shocked group members keep popping up, Ye Xunzhi contentedly dialed a number.
"Well, if it isn't my little employer." Feilanz answered and teased, "What can I do for you?"
"How's the investigation into Eileen's whereabouts I asked you to do?"
After waking up back then, Ye Xunzhi had found some spare time to message Feilanz and ask him to look for Eileen's trail.
At that, Feilanz's previously casual tone turned a little more