But Meng Qi never doubted Meng Yunzheng's words. He knew this cousin's abilities; he wouldn't speak carelessly without factual evidence.
Precisely because of this, Meng Qi felt a chill all over.
At this critical moment, if even the authorities were not trustworthy, then what could he trust?
As they spoke, the three of them arrived at a small stall. This stall sold wontons, and the stall owner was an elderly couple.
Aside from the two of them, there was no one else at the stall. The couple looked at the deserted street and sighed.
"Boss, three bowls of wontons," Shu Yu called out, then sat down at the table.
The couple was stunned for a moment but instantly became happy and quickly started preparing the wontons.
The wontons were very fresh. Meng Qi took the first bite and couldn't help but let out a breath. He hadn't eaten such hot food in days, though in the secret chamber, he occasionally came out cautiously for some air.
