"Very well, I appreciate your diligence."
Just then, Li Ang heard another woman's voice in his ear.
"No flirting with other women!"
The one speaking was Mei Zheng.
She was also providing remote intelligence support for Li Ang, but her monitor was showing a red light.
In addition to intelligence, the Rebel Army's support even included some manpower. Some comrades had already infiltrated nearby, ready to provide support and cover at any time—even though Li Ang said it wasn't necessary, Mei Zheng insisted on it.
Of course, An Xiuyi and Yunlang Group had no idea about Mei Zheng's presence.
Nor was there any need for them to know.
Hearing Mei Zheng's words, Li Ang's face stiffened.
He couldn't speak directly to Mei Zheng, as that would easily alert An Xiuyi. He could only compile a piece of text in his brain and sent it—
"Which of your ears heard that as flirting?"
"I don't care, don't say anything except business!"
"What right do you have to control me?"
