This is a face-to-face hunt.
Both parties are both the hunter and the prey.
"Are you suggesting... that I've exposed myself?"
Qian San communicated via telepathy.
"Not exactly."
Xie Xuanyi said, "Or to put it another way... Whether you expose yourself or not doesn't really matter. As long as Yuan Jimo cannot confirm the situation with this treasure ship, he will not show himself. Three two-hour periods later, when the treasure ship enters the ferry dock, the hunt will be declared over, and Yuan Jimo will choose to hide and quietly wait for the next opportunity to assassinate."
"Is this why you're seeking me out?"
Qian San's expression turned solemn.
"For one thing, I wanted to confirm if Chen Jingxuan has arranged any contingencies."
Xie Xuanyi cracked a smile: "On the other hand... I am indeed very worried about their safety."
He turned his head.
Not far away, Deng Baiyi was pushing Mi Yun's wheelchair, looking worriedly in the direction where Xie Zhen was.
