The mute man, after hearing Mu Mian's words, pointed at the wound on his head and then waved his hand.
It meant to tell Mu Mian not to worry, he was fine.
"Then take care of yourself, I'm leaving!" Mu Mian gently said to him, waved her hand, and left with An Hao and Zhang Yun.
In the crowd, a man had been intently watching this scene.
After seeing Mu Mian follow the others away, he returned to the tall man's side.
"It's no good. Looks like we won't be able to return and report in today."
"Why?" The tall man was holding an apple, crunching away at it, spitting apple peels all over the place.
"He followed those two women from earlier."
"So we can't follow them?"
After saying that, the tall man threw the apple on the ground, "Are you stupid? When there's no one around, just knock those two women out with a couple of bricks, throw Mu Mian over your shoulder, and carry her back."
"It's a bit troublesome. They came from the military!"
