Gu Qingheng did not object to Ran Lei's suggestion. Instead, he put down the carrying basket and actually took out paper and a pen, writing a letter on the spot and handing it to Ran Lei: "From where we met, if you head east out of the mountain for about ten miles, you'll reach the Daxuan military camp. Take this letter to find General Zhou Jiang or Prince Qi Jingyi. They will settle you down. Remember, except for the two of them, speak to no one else."
"You..." Ran Lei, although able to speak Daxuan dialect, couldn't understand Daxuan characters, so he was somewhat surprised and conflicted.
"Go ahead, and tell them that we found the person and will bring them back." Gu Qingheng raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder.
"But, how can you manage with just the three of you?" Ran Lei shook his head, "Wouldn't that be sending yourselves to die? I can't just watch you die, especially Senior Mingxu..."
