Kuang Xin found Dai Lian and the others weaving through the crowd.
"Let's talk outside." As they brushed past each other, Dai Lian's lips barely moved as he delivered his words into Kuang Xin's ears.
They had never appeared together at the arena, so the people there were unaware of their connection.
Keeping their relationship hidden might give them an advantage in their operations; it was always better to keep some cards close to the chest.
"Hmm." Kuang Xin nodded in agreement and moved past.
After circling around aimlessly for a while, they left the arena, resembling a drafty, abandoned factory, from different directions, and made their way to the prearranged meeting point.
"What's the word?" Dai Lian, who had been waiting, asked softly as soon as he saw Kuang Xin.
