Bo Zhangjiu had almost grown entirely accustomed to the routine of traveling to Black Mountain County over the past two days. He had originally thought he wouldn't have much contact with Zheng Jun. To his surprise, having to visit every other day had thoroughly exhausted him. But there was nothing to be done; it was his duty.
Therefore, after completing the task assigned by the Garrison Command Government Office, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and began to ask questions in a low voice.
Hearing Bo Zhangjiu's inquiry, Zheng Jun couldn't help but smile faintly. "Let's put that aside for a moment, Senior Brother. I have a question... Who exactly in our Garrison Command Government Office knows my identity? Who knows that Zheng San of the Black Mountain Guard is actually Zhang Heier-twen... Zhang Heier?"
