บท 51: Stranger Danger

Zheng Juan wasn't the favourite person Ku Lo had met by any stretch of the imagination. A question followed question as Zhen Juan grilled Ku Lo's frail facade of a spy while at times going off-topic, allowing Ku Lo just enough space to calm himself.

These off-topic conversations concerning the next match in the arena and such were much needed, for Ku Lo became sure that this bandit knew of him being a spy.

Still, Ku Lo sat with Zheng Juan in the bar, eating eggs and mustard with him.

"Well, I better get going," Zheng Juan said, starting to nudge off the chair.

With the best 'what a shame' face on, Ku Lo answered, "That's a bummer. We could have talked longer. Yet, if you must leave, there's nothing I can do."

"I'm very busy today. A shift at the food bank. If you wish to talk more see you here tomorrow."

"Same time?"

"Sure," Zheng Juan agreed and left, waving a hand next to his black, shoulder-length hair as a parting gesture.