The man fumbled for his phone, glanced at the caller ID on the screen, and then pressed to answer.
"Have they returned to Lancheng already?" On the other side of the call, Rong Zheng's voice came through, tinged with unpleasantness.
"Yes, they have returned."
Rong Zheng did not respond immediately; he fell silent for a while before speaking again, "Keep a close watch on them for me."
"Okay." He responded, his thin lips under the mask slightly curling, sketching a vague arc.
It looked like a smile, but his eyes were steeped in stark darkness, like flames sweeping through a field, leaving nothing but ashes after they had burnt out.
"I heard there's a problem with a new shipment of arms Huo Jingting has in Qiang Country, and people are openly challenging him," Rong Zheng recalled this matter, mentioning it in passing.
