He knew what Ye Chenglin was thinking. He had not been good to her for nothing these past few days. She had to repay him for what she had received, right?
"Yes, Master," Ye Chenglin agreed happily.
She would look for the person Ming Fucheng had planted in Camp Zhan Yun later and ask him to persuade the others to leave Qian Jiyun's camp.
"Wait."
Just as Ye Chenglin was about to leave, Ming Fucheng stopped her again.
"Master, do you have any other instructions for me?" Ye Chenglin turned around obediently and asked.
"Remember to remind him to try his best to find the thing when you go," Ming Fucheng said.
"The thing? What is it?"
Ye Chenglin was puzzled. What else was that person looking for? Why had she never heard of it? What was it?
Ming Fucheng's expression darkened as he warned coldly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't."