"They don't just collect Blood Mushrooms for Qian Duoduo; they collect other things too. They use oil, and it's even at Qian Duoduo's own home. Alright, let's go and see. Who would dare mess with me? Uncle Gou, are we ready?"
"Ready, Miss." A man's powerful voice came from outside the villa. Uncle Gou, wearing an eyepatch, entered. "Miss, the takeout meals have been placed in the car. The items to be inspected are ready, and emergency supplies and a one-touch life raft are also prepared."
Jing Shu shrugged. "Then let's go. I'm just worried about fraudsters. Qian Duoduo's business always provides a dedicated car service, and I've never gone on my own. Since it's at his home, there shouldn't be any surprises."
Jing Shu felt reassured and followed Su Malie into her car. They were accompanied by two bodyguards armed with guns and shields—their imposing presence had to be displayed.
