Capital City, Old Street Gambling Stone Field.
Lin Dong was lazily wandering around the gambling stone field with a rag in hand, his sly eyes darting around incessantly.
Lin Zhao noticed this, amused, and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey Lin Dong, what are you looking around for like that? Mr. Chu isn't here. You better not think about slacking off."
Lin Dong had just locked eyes on a target, he shook off Lin Zhao's hand and kept his gaze fixed on it, then said to Lin Zhao, "What do you know? How could this be slacking off? I'm searching for prey."
Lin Zhao chuckled, "You kid, 'prey'? You think you're a hunter or something!"
Lin Dong withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Zhao, winking at him mysteriously with a sly smile, then said, "Hehe, Lin Zhao, since we're brothers, I'll let you in on a little secret: Mr. Chu actually gave me a secret mission!"
He whispered softly into Lin Zhao's ear.
