"Right, big brother, please hurry up. If I wait for those people to take me in, I'm as good as dead. Just let me survive this time, and I'll find you three unclaimed blessed lands or a Grotto Heaven!"
No.4 said this and immediately continued.
"There's no time left. If we talk any longer, they might discover me."
No.4 hurried away, and Yu Ziqing went downstairs to look at the messages on the wall.
Mostly from No.4, this guy would leave a message every now and then, asking if there was any sweet rain available for trade. He wanted to keep some for self-defense, or else he wouldn't feel safe.
The content on the public forum's wall hadn't changed much; recently, everyone was lurking, and when there was something to discuss, they usually did it in private.
Yu Ziqing thought about it and didn't rush off immediately; instead, he casually contacted old Yang.
When Yang arrived, Yu Ziqing talked to him about what had just happened with No.4.
