Wang Yongzhu pondered for a moment before saying to Chen Xing, "Can you send all this information, as well as the Rebel Army's data, to me? I want to take a good look and think about giving you a reply."
Chen Xing seemed prepared in advance, and as soon as Wang Yongzhu's voice fell, his mind was flooded with a large amount of data: "These materials have all been classified, and are accessible at your current level. If there's any question, you can summon me directly. Chen Xing will be available anytime, anywhere, to provide service for you!"
Lastly, he left a sentence saying the Alliance awaits Wang Yongzhu's response, before cutting off contact.
Wang Yongzhu let out a long sigh, looked at the letter in his hand, and lay weakly on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Whether to accept or not is a question worth careful consideration.
In the County Yamen.
Song Chongjin was sitting upright in the high seat, looking at the tightly bound man below.
