"Wu, what the hell do you mean!"
Finally, one of the escort masters, unable to bear it any longer, stepped out of the line and cursed angrily, "Does the Liuhe Escort Agency not care about its reputation anymore!"
The cargo is secure as long as the escorts are alive; if the escorts perish, so does the cargo.
This is the iron rule of the escort agency trade; whoever breaks it not only tarnishes their own name but also makes enemies with the entire industry.
Because such an act is akin to smashing everyone's rice bowl.
"Gentlemen."
Wu Mao was not in a hurry but shook his head and said, "Have you not realized that there is a mole in this transport? From the moment we left Chang'an, we've already been sold out!"
With these words, many of the escorts fell silent.
They were veterans of the pugilistic world, well aware that something was amiss, only uncertain about the culprit.
Lu Kang?
This was all he had; losing the Lu Family would be the end of him…
