Flying Ball?
Like last time?
Nian Shutong knew Yu Zeming wouldn't shoot aimlessly. He must have found out about the situation on the Star Network, and the only person related to this matter and the Flying Ball was one.
Ke Bei.
"Alright, I've been wanting to play ball these days, wait for me."
"Boss, hurry up, we're just short of people."
"I know, the Imperial Military Academy has a court, Hua Yuan will let you in."
"I'll check, might not have time."
Nian Shutong immediately understood Yu Zeming's words; perhaps someone was chasing Ke Bei, thinking of the mysterious Wu Family, Nian Shutong straightforwardly said, "Yu Zeming, give up on Ke Bei, I don't need him."
"Boss?"
"Listen to me, staying alive is more important than anything, give up on Ke Bei."
For unknown reasons, Yu Zeming terminated the communication, and Nian Shutong was worried, thinking it wasn't worth it for Yu Zeming to suffer due to a fabricated charge.
