Cezar was silent for a while, then lowered his head guiltily, staring blankly at the oil residue floating in the soy milk.
A moment later, he nodded lightly, "Hmm, okay, let's visit Mr. Blue Arc and the others first, ask for their opinions, and then go see the people from the White Crow Travel Brigade."
"Travel Brigade?" Little Shark squinted his eyes, "Why is there a brigade?"
"The brigade leader sent me a text message saying their people have arrived in Li Jing. We can meet them if we have time. Jack the Ripper gave me a lot of money last time, and I haven't spent it all yet."
"They're not good people, be careful that Jack the Ripper doesn't dismember you." Little Shark said quietly, "They're definitely trying to use you for bad things, we can't fall for it."
"It's okay, I'm not a good person either." Cezar smiled, "At worst, we'll kill them all."
Little Shark shivered, silently stuffed his head back into Cezar's pocket.
"Let's go, I'm already full."
