In Baoji Alley, the ruffians from Meihua Ferry Crossing drove all the residents out, guarding the entrance and exit of the alley.
Chen Ji leaped down from the courtyard wall, squatting in front of Wang Gui: "In the Military Intelligence Department, who bought intelligence from you? Have I seen them before?"
This issue had troubled Chen Ji for a long time. The person had been observing his every move from Luocheng City to the Imperial Capital while remaining hidden.
Previously, he suspected the Spy Department, then the Chen family's main house, yet he never expected it to be the Military Intelligence Department.
Wang Gui shook like a sifter: "It was that coachman by your side, young master. He came to me for information. The first time was in Luocheng City, when I was gathering winter charcoal for my family. He approached me and promised one hundred silver taels."
Chen Ji mused: "It was him all along?"
