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Jiang Li walked out of the tavern.
Ye Mingyu had been squatting by the street for quite a while. Seeing Jiang Li coming over, he spat out the root he had been chewing and asked, "What's the result? Are you done?" He didn't ask whom Jiang Li had met or what she had done. If it had been Ye Jiaer, he might have asked, but with Jiang Li, he sometimes felt that, as a junior, she displayed more decisiveness than his peers, so there was no need to worry. More importantly, Ye Mingyu believed that even if he asked Jiang Li, she wouldn't tell him anyway.
Why waste time on it? Better not ask then.
Jiang Li nodded, "It's done, uncle; let's head back."
