"As long as it's done." Meng Wei kept a stern face and said, "Now go keep an eye on things. Oh, and be careful not to get discovered."
The man chuckled and said, "You still worry about how I handle things?"
Meng Wei: "Better safe than sorry!"
The man quickly left.
Meng Wei lit a cigar, sat in front of the tent, and started reminiscing.
He thought about a lot of things, like how he was taken in by an old man named Ye and grew up with Bai Jingjing, always following her around, tasked with protecting her.
He could say that he had given so much of himself.
Now, in his thirties, still without family or children, he felt truly alone. Meng Wei could hardly imagine what it would be like to grow old and lonely.
Bai Jingjing was no longer in Moon City, and it was unknown where she had gone. The White Tiger Alliance was now led by Fang Yi, who swallowed up the other three alliances like a wolf devouring prey.
