"Report!"
In a desolate and remote mountainous area in Western Guangdong, a large number of tents were scattered around.
Wu Jianfeng hurriedly approached one of the large tents, adjusted his hat and attire, then entered with a smile on his face. He saluted the captain, who was smoking and facing away from the tent's entrance.
"Yes," the captain turned around.
Seeing Wu Jianfeng, he spoke directly, "Xiao Wu, I called you here to discuss something with you."
The captain's serious expression caused the smile on Wu Jianfeng's face to freeze.
Slightly concerned, Wu Jianfeng restrained his smile and asked, "Captain, is there something wrong?"
Wu Jianfeng hadn't connected this matter to Wang Ye yet; he thought it might be about something else.
