But soon, she shook her head again.
"Impossible! This is obviously an out-of-towner who has no clue about Zijing City's situation. He couldn't possibly have noticed that there's a problem! Just wait a bit longer..."
Thump, thump, thump—
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
A bald man with tattoos on his face walked in, bowing and scraping as he said:
"Sister Nie, they sent me to ask how long we're going to lie in ambush today... Is that fat pig still going to show up?"
Hearing this, Nie Siyan, who was already in a bad mood, became even angrier. She cursed without any attempt to hide her displeasure:
"Idiots, can't you even wait patiently for a little while? What good are you!"
"You're absolutely right, Sister Nie!"
The bald man bent even lower, offering no rebuttal.
After Nie Siyan had sworn a couple of times, she took a deep breath and glanced at her watch, saying:
