She Only Cares About Cultivation

"You’ve got guts, aren’t you afraid I’ll shoot?"

His voice carried a hint of amusement, dark and hoarse, as if deliberately lowered.

Only then did Yishui remember that she was disguised as a man, and she snorted coldly.

"You don’t dare; killing these two people was already a big risk. I’m using a silenced pistol, but the ones in your hand will surely attract the Japanese’s pursuit. So, which faction are you?"

The man seemed surprised by her reaction, but her voice displeased him.

"You’re quite effeminate, short and skinny, and your voice is so thin too,"

"Why so much chit-chat? Which faction are you?"

"You’ve already killed the Japanese, and you’re still asking which faction I’m from. If I were Japanese, would you have a way out right now? Do other factions matter?"

Anyway, they’re all resisting Japan, it’s indeed not important. She thought for a moment and decisively handed the intelligence she held to him.

"You’re right; they’re all resisting Japan, so it doesn’t matter which faction. I’ve been worrying about how to get this thing out; since you’re here, I’ll give it to you. The telegram box too, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave."

The man quickly glanced at the intelligence in his hand under the dim light and instantly looked up.

"Is this decoded by you? You can decode Japanese intelligence?"

Yishui didn’t want to talk to him too much, turned to leave, but he pulled her back into his arms, clamping her jaw.

"Speak, who are you?"

"Since you followed me, you surely know my skills. I killed those two Japanese, what do you think I am?"

"You’re young, skillful, know Japanese, how come I didn’t know there’s someone like you in Shanghai?"

Yishui smiled upon hearing this: "Who do you think you are, you didn’t know? There’s a lot you don’t know, let me go, this isn’t a safe place. Once those two Japanese get discovered, neither you nor I will get away unscathed."

As soon as the words fell, a piercing whistle sounded on the street, and their expressions instantly changed.

Yishui quickly shook off his hand, grabbed the telegram box on the ground: "Take the intelligence and go quickly; I’ll handle the rest. You’re too conspicuous with this, easily caught; I have a way to hide it. If you trust me, come back to this room when the crisis is over, the box will be hidden here."

Because the situation was urgent, the man had no time to think and was pushed out by Yishui; he briefly glanced back at her and then jumped out the window.

Yishui ran to the staircase and heard the Devils already searching inside, immediately heading upstairs. She quickly entered the room, shut the door, and entered the space with the box. No sooner had she entered than the room was searched by enemy troops, who later found traces by the back window and led people out to chase.

Her crisis was resolved, as for whether that man could get away, that depended on his own luck.

As said before, Yishui hid the box under the bed, wedging two sticks on top. Unless you probe from below to above, you wouldn’t discover the box.

After securing the box, she waited for a while, then walked out of the inn nonchalantly. The waiter was amazed to see her emerge unharmed from the room.

Actually, after she killed, she could have immediately entered the space, but she was worried it was a trap, so she carried the box away from the scene to an inn, not expecting to coincidentally be followed.

In this way, it seemed that Japan’s intelligence delivery was exposed, otherwise how could someone be lying in wait here, watching them?

Yishui threw out the intelligence and naturally didn’t feel at ease, found a place to hide and wait, and indeed, waited for that man till midnight.

It wasn’t long after he went upstairs before he came down with the box.

Yishui followed him, and whenever he was alert, she quickly hid in the space, consistently circling around until dawn when she saw him knock on a pharmacy door. Unable to get in, she waited outside. Half an hour later, he came out empty-handed, directly turning into an alley’s two-story building, watched him turn on and off the light, assuming it was his residence.

She waited in the space till dawn, when the courtyard gate opened, and a small car drove out, shocking Yishui to realize this man wasn’t simple, how could he afford a car?