On the outskirts of the town, by a segment of broken wall and ruins, Lin Xin, Cheng Ruofei, and Jiang Yue'er walked slowly to the back of a white remnant wall.
The wind howled, as if someone were crying. The waist-high weeds were also blown so fiercely that they bowed their heads.
"Junior Brother Lin," Cheng Ruofei whispered, "to be honest, among this group, the three of us are the only ones who can trust each other right now."
"What do you mean by that?" Lin Xin asked in a low voice.
"You've only joined less than two months ago, a new disciple, lacking a lot of information and unlikely to have any scheming. I joined this mission simply because of Yue'er," said Cheng Ruofei calmly. "But do you know why Yue'er joined the mission?"
"What?" Lin Xin felt a shock and had a guess in his mind.
"Kong Yuhui."
Jiang Yue'er opened her mouth to speak, but Cheng Ruofei spoke first.
"Indeed..."
Lin Xin felt more and more that there was something wrong with Kong Yuhui.
