She had always kept one thing in mind: nothing is a matter of course.
So, she owed Wen Yan a huge favor.
And this time, the demons and monsters she helped stop would also owe her a big favor.
She was the one who profited most, even if she owed Wen Yan a massive debt; she was still the one who came out ahead.
So now, with Wen Yan coming to her for advice, she brought out her investigative edge.
Wen Yan hadn't said much, but after pondering it a bit, she more or less understood that something important was involved, and it was necessary to prepare properly.
She flipped through her contacts, found a number, dialed it, and hung up after three rings.
Three minutes later, a call came in from a location she didn't recognize.
A low, slightly hoarse voice sounded.
"Hello, Wan Jun. What's up?"
"Uncle Meng, I'm buying some intel. Name your price."
"Go on."
"Of those three contracts I sold you back then, who did you sell the second one to?"
