Accompanied by Wang Yongping and the two brothers Jindou and Jinhoo, I headed for the mountain intent on gathering more supplies to avoid frequent trips.
Whether someone had tipped him off or not, upon reaching the foot of the mountain, I saw Song Chongjin hurrying toward us.
Wang Yongzhu cast a suspicious glance at Wang Yongping, who was still surprised, "Is that the Song Brothers? Why has he also come?"
What Song Chongjin had been busy with these past few days was a mystery; certainly, it had been quite a while since Wang Yongzhu last saw him.
Upon reunion, Song Chongjin seemed to have gotten thinner, his facial contours more angular and lips pursed, eyebrows slightly furrowed. He didn't pretend to have coincidentally met Wang Yongzhu but instead nodded, "Have you sold the dyed fabrics?"
