Jianglu continued deeper into the forest until she was far enough from the outskirts of Wumu Town before blowing the bird whistle.
The temporary giant hawk that had abandoned her before landed hesitantly, its dog-like demeanor surveying the surroundings with apprehension.
Jianglu, none too pleased, slapped the hawk on the head before mounting it.
Half an hour later, she returned to the headquarters of Cui Yeting.
As she stepped into the hall, the Elves passing by cast enigmatic gazes her way.
Although puzzled, Jianglu refrained from inquiring further.
She made straight for the office of the person in charge of Cui Yeting, also known as Mr. Silverwing.
However, upon opening the door, she was met with an unexpected familiar face.
"Donald?"
"It's been a long time, Miss Jianglu," Donald said, squinting with a smile.
The last time the two had met was just before the onset of a hunt.
After that, their collaborative relationship had plummeted.
