Lu Zhanguo re-entered the communications trench dug for air raid defense. Swiftly, he traced the path, one he knew like the back of his hand, towards another exit that led to the back of the mountain.
As soon as Lu Zhanguo emerged from the exit, he saw a silhouette running down the mountain. Quick as lightning, he gave chase and intercepted the figure in no time.
"Lu Zhanguo!" The figure slowly turned around.
"So it is you." Lu Zhanguo didn't respond but confirmed the figure's identity instead.
"How did you know it was me?"
"Du Chengjiang, we're too familiar with each other, and I suppose you're pretty familiar with Yuan Ye as well," said Lu Zhanguo, calmly.
Du Chengjiang was taken aback. "Why would you ask that?"
"Because Yuan Ye is the shark, and you're one of the White Foxes," Lu Zhanguo said coolly.
"I'm the White Fox, there's no 'one of'!" Du Chengjiang was a bit shocked, but he stubbornly refused to admit it.
