Bei Jiale chuckled, "You wouldn't expect me to just say it out loud, would you? I'm afraid the moment I say it, the next moment I'd be tied up."
Wu Yuekai remained silent, anxiety gnawing at his heart.
"After I leave, go to Shichahai and find an old man wearing a gray felt hat fishing. Once I'm safely away, someone will pass the message to him," Bei Jiale winked.
Wu Yuekai nodded, "Alright, we'll do as you say. You can leave now."
Luo Xudong's information was of utmost importance, and Bei Jiale's presence here was surely not to waste their time, especially since she arrived with injuries.
With a glance, Wu Yuekai could tell that Bei Jiale was hurt.
Bei Jiale gave Wu Yuekai a thumbs-up, "Elder, you're so straightforward. I like that. Those who dilly-dally are just annoying. Alright, I'm off then."
After speaking, Bei Jiale turned to leave, and on her way out, she bumped into Li Xuejun, who was carrying a glass of juice inside.
