Splitting Apart

During their recent phone call, he gave several meaningful glances, but Song Li refused to broach the subject.

"Don't rush," Song Li calmly predicted, "You lack insight. He's currently outside, and even if it were convenient to discuss such matters over the phone, with Brother Lu's guarded nature, would he really tell us the truth?"

Jiang Lin had already anticipated this and hesitated to speak further.

Song Li patted his shoulder reassuringly, saying, "Rest assured, since I've promised you, I will definitely follow through. Wait for my message; I have a plan."

With things being this way, Jiang Lin had no other choice but to accept it, despite his dissatisfaction.

A fleeting shadow of darkness crossed his eyes, and he could only nod and say, "Regardless, I appreciate your help, brother."

"You've become unfamiliar," Song Li remarked. He raised his glass, and soon the two of them began drinking, one cup after another.

Meanwhile, on the other side.