In the Sky Shadow Organization, Yeying was indeed the more silent one.
She adjusted the icy silver mask on her face and said in a low voice, "The former Qingzhou Prefect, He Benquan, has returned."
The other four were taken aback.
And the man with the ox-head mask tensed slightly, staring intently at Yeying.
"Wasn't he dead?" Meiniang asked.
Yeying said indifferently, "He slipped away by faking his death and fled to Fengcheng, but he has recently come back."
"Huh, Qingzhou really is a lively place," Meiniang laughed.
The Black Monkey held his arms across his chest, his eyes gleaming with uncertainty, clearly lost in thought.
"Old ox, aren't you going to share one?"
Meiniang turned to look at the big man in the ox-head mask, her gaze carried a hint of flirtation as they rested on his tense muscles, her eyes brimming like water.
The man in the ox-head mask said flatly, "Do you know about the sunken ship case in Songjiang?"
"Tsk~"
