"Weed?"
"Yes, it is me!" Weed's face flushed with pleasure. He was so happy that Qian Jin still remembered him and showed no hostility. He was worrying that Qian Jin wouldn't want to see him.
"How have you been?" Qian Jin directed Weed to a seat and asked, "How's Crew Seventeen? Can I help with anything?"
Weed's face grew serious. He did not sit down, instead, he grabbed Qian Jin's wrist and said anxiously, "I don't want to lie to you. Miss didn't send me here. Us fellows decided to ask for your help ourselves because Black Wind is now a complete chaos. The Big Leader and the Third Leader can't stand each other anymore. The conflicts between them grew into factious combats. Ms. Hayen also got involved."
Qian Jin started at Weed's wounds in silence. He knew from living together with Crew Seventeen that they were more like family than teammates. The situation there must be so critical that they had to ask for help from an outsider.
