Jiang Ning thought for a moment and said, "My dad and my third brother can get it, but it might alert the enemy."
"Does Master have other good ideas?"
"Let me think."
Jiang Ning fell into deep thought.
In fact, she had already made up her mind.
She sent Gucheng to do the job.
Gucheng was an expert in lightness skills, able to come and go without a trace, so he could surely get it.
However, Gucheng, who always obeyed her unconditionally, surprisingly refused her request.
"I can't."
His black clothes were hidden in the shade of the trees, thin and faint like a shadow.
His voice was also intermittent, blown away by the wind, making it difficult to hear clearly.
Jiang Ning often felt that Gucheng would disappear with a gust of wind.
She couldn't help but walk closer and stare at his profile, asking, "Why not?"
What he said was "I can't," not "I can't do it."
Gucheng fell silent once more.
