In the study.
After hanging up the phone, Wong Qifu looked toward the door where Xu Ke, who had just returned, was standing. He held a package of medicinal herbs and a USB drive in his hand.
"You heard everything, didn't you?" Wong Qifu asked as she stood up.
Xu Ke nodded. With his hearing as a Martial Artist, he'd naturally caught the entire conversation.
"Do you want to come with me to the group meeting tomorrow?" she asked.
Xu Ke shook his head, placing the items on her desk. "I'd better not. I have no official capacity or title to be there, especially for something as confidential as a group meeting. I should avoid arousing suspicion."
"Alright."
Wong Qifu nodded slightly, her gaze flickering as it fell upon the items in his hands.
Xu Ke held up the herbs. "This is the last package. After I drink it tonight, I should be fully recovered by tomorrow."
He was quite precise in gauging his recovery progress.
