Naturally, Gu Yundong could hear the dissatisfaction in her tone. But as long as the clues were accurate, dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction. She often made others dissatisfied herself. Did she care?
"Where did you see him?"
The woman replied, "At the city gate. That day, my man was looking for work there. I went over to deliver some food to him and saw Gu Dajiang."
At that time, although Gu Dajiang was still very thin, the clothes he was wearing were much better.
She felt that the officer must have given him silver before he left. He was really lucky.
"My man saw him first and even greeted him," the woman suddenly said sourly. "He didn't seem to know us anymore. That's true. At that time, he probably only had eyes for that officer. How could he remember small fries like us?"
Gu Yundong frowned. This person was no longer as cautious as before. The more she spoke, the more emotional she became.
