Chapter 386.1 - Reply, understand by heart (Part 2) (1/2)
Chapter 386.1: Reply, understand by heart (Part 2)
“Wangfei, you can rest assured that after this incident, those who are ready to make a move, will not dare to take a shot on you in a short period of time. And after half a month, the first rank assassin, Jing Chi, will arrive in the capital. By then, you no longer have to worry about assassins attacking you.”
“Jing Chi? The person Wangye hired before?” Lin Chujiu once heard about him to Xiao Tianyao, he said Jing Chi missed the chance of saving her.
“Yes, Wangye asked Jing Chi to kill Zhou Shi, but as a result, he got late because of his young brother, which caused Wangfei to get injured.” Su Cha felt like he was the best brother of the year. He always remembers to give Xiao Tianyao a good impression and always clean up the original misunderstanding.
“If he arrived, let me meet him.” When Lin Chujiu heard Su Cha’s words, she felt a doubt inside her heart about Jing Chi.
A first rank assassin, who has no time concept, can such a person really be reliable?
“Alright.” Su Cha doesn’t know what Lin Chujiu was thinking, he thought she was only curious how a first rank assassin looks like.
After discussing important news outside, Su Cha coughed and cleared his throat: “Wangfei, the letter Wangye has sent you, have you read it?” He waited another day for this letter.
Xiao Tianyao must be waiting for Lin Chujiu’s reply.
“Mmm.” Thinking about Xiao Tianyao’s letter, Lin Chujiu’s eyes flashed with a smile for a short while.
Just by thinking about his words, she can imagine how uncomfortable he must be.
Su Cha knows there must be something in it, so he said: “Wangfei, I want to send a letter to Wangye tonight. If Wangfei wrote a reply, I can also include it.”
“Reply?” Lin Chujiu was a little bit tangled, she had never thought about replying.
“Yes, a reply. Wangfei you can write anything. Every three to five days, I will send a letter to Wangye. Wangfei can also write letters for Wangye.” Su Cha didn’t give Lin Chujiu a chance to refuse. He came forward and gave Lin Chujiu a brush and paper: “Wangfei, I grind ink for you, you can write even a short one. I will go outside and wait for you. Just call me when you’re done.”