Weaver and Azalea didn't want to make things difficult for Ye Jian. They just wanted to understand each other better as soon as possible.
Ye Jian only knew that her comrades from the Xueyu unit would come to pick her up, but she didn't know who would be coming. She followed the crowd and walked toward the exit. When she was about five meters away from the exit, her gaze swept across the crowd.
Weaver and Azalea, who were in the crowd, looked at the many travelers who had arrived in Jin City early in the morning. Their gazes also swept across the crowd that was walking toward them.
When Weaver's gaze landed on a young woman who was walking with her head held high, her chest puffed out, and nothing in her hands, a faint smile appeared in his eyes. "Straight ahead, nine o'clock. Height, 168cm. Short hair, black coat, no luggage…"
