She naturally understood what this was for, and it wasn't surprising to her that Jiu could read. Most of the Wild Dogs Gang members who were rescued from prison could read, only because there was a teacher among them.
What she didn't know was that this Jiu was the teacher's son.
Jiu began to write as he recalled, the dark ink spreading on the white paper, revealing his thoughts clearly.
Early this morning, as usual, he had dressed up as a beggar and went out. Since he could read, Lord Shiyi had also assigned him the task of gathering information.
Moreover, because he was mute, people would be more likely to let their guard down around him.
He usually lingered around the East City, making a round around that area. The houses in East City were relatively old, with countless streets and alleys; anyone unfamiliar with the area would easily get lost.
It took him several attempts to figure out the area.
