Pei Ye thought, Vice Minister Zhang was right, he really didn't need to know who was helping him. Everything seemed coincidental, leaving no trace. He raised his head, trying to remember the figure of Master Jing, wondering if he might be one of the Yujian, but couldn't fathom how he was identified.
Moreover, Xu San had some protective intention too. For one or two taels of silver, was it worth concealing from Yanwu, who controlled the livelihood along the river?
He was dazed for a while... Could it be that the Yujian were everywhere?
Just arrived, and already he felt a little lost.
Pei Ye turned around, the small boat was gradually moving away from the large ship. Over a hundred pounds of fish had been delivered, and the silhouettes on the large ship continued to bustle. Pei Ye didn't know what they intended to do with those fish. The scales piled up on the deck like a small mountain, yet no instructions were given tonight.
