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"What are you saying?"
Old Zhao and I almost shouted in unison.
"Not like a man. How is that possible? If that's the case, then there's only one possibility. Besides Su Xuan and Mo Li, he must have found more people."
I truly couldn't understand why he would say it felt like a woman. Could it be Su Xuan? No! That’s absolutely impossible.
"I swear, I’m not lying to you!"
Hearing our agitated reactions, he naturally assumed he was deceiving us.
"Why do you think he doesn't seem like a man?"
From everything about him, I noticed that in our country, taking a bath requires someone to accompany us, yet he never allowed us to go with him, not even his bodyguard.
At this point, another person immediately blurted out that given the principles we had established, if he didn’t come clean, he would only be waiting for death. Rather than that, it was better to fight for a chance; who knows, maybe after speaking up, he wouldn’t have to die.
"I can testify! He still carries a faint scent of women's perfume; it's subtle and wouldn’t be noticed unless you got close."
Even though this evidence wasn’t enough to prove that person was a woman, if only one person said so, it could be doubted. But if two or three or even more people said the same thing?
We had no choice but to believe that the leader was indeed a woman. Now we couldn’t even see Su Xuan and Mo Li; suddenly, a woman popped up out of nowhere, and things were getting serious.
Not hearing our conversation, they thought it was because we lacked information about someone who would meet us when we arrived at Lake City; his name was Yang Jiakun.
"Yang Jiakun?"
"That's right; the specific information came from him."
It really confirmed what they said—there's always light after darkness. It seemed we needed to start with this person named Yang Jiakun.
"Go, send two people to investigate this Yang Jiakun in Lake City."
I immediately spoke up, "Wait! There are so many people with the same name in Lake City and even across the country; how are we supposed to find him? It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"Do you know what he looks like?"
"I do—he's tall and thin, with somewhat clumsy feet. I can’t remember much else."
"Those features are enough; the rest we can search for slowly. Did you hear that? Hurry up!"
"We’ve told you everything we know; can you let us go now?"
"Of course, I’ll keep my word and let them go."
After saying that, I walked out of the room. The first thing I did upon stepping outside was find a corner and throw up.
I had held on for so long, far beyond my limits. For someone like me, who was just starting out, being able to endure in such a place and under such circumstances was more than enough.
When Old Zhao came out and saw me leaning against the wall, vomiting violently, he walked over and patted me on the back. "You did well, kid. Much better than I expected."
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