Li Yan hesitated for a moment, just about to call back the Tactical Spider when another communication came through—it was still Qiao Xing. Li Yan sighed and still answered it.
Black Star Armored Vehicle, communications room.
"Colonel, the connection is through."
Qiao Xing strode over and grabbed the handset, his eyes flickering, but said nothing.
"Colonel Qiao, what's wrong?"
Li Yan's voice came from the other end, sounding unusually low.
"Mr. Li Yan, hello."
Qiao Xing licked his lips, "Didn't we agree? After I finish up with my business here, I wanted to properly thank you. So why did you leave in such a hurry?"
"I heard about an old friend, so I left without saying goodbye to anyone."
"Ah, I'll just say it outright, Mr. Li Yan." Qiao Xing's fist clenched next to his mouth, "I've run into a bit of a snag here, and I wanted to ask for your help."
Li Yan's eyebrows raised, "The Black Star Armored Vehicle needs the help of a Wilderness Hunter like me?"
