"Alright. I'll try my best to find one." The male voice on the other end answered.
"Ah, and just put the paycheck on my tab." She replied, getting through the turnstile aboveground.
"Understood, Lingwen." Kurama answered. After for a few more details, he excused himself and cut the line.
Xuan Lingwen put her phone back into her pants pocket and adjusted the shoulders trap for her bag that she was wearing across her shoulder.
Feeling something strange, she glanced out of the periphery of her vision, but just like before, she didn't see anything. Despite feeling like she was being followed even after getting off the train at her stop, she didn't see anyone suspicious following her every time she looked back.
