Song Jinqiao thought for a moment, then took out a blueprint from his messenger bag and handed it to him. "Please take a look at this calligraphy. The orc who gave it to me said it has something to do with Sinaito, but I can't understand it."

Si Wu took the calligraphy from her hand with curiosity and confusion, opened it and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed. Finally, he sighed and handed the calligraphy back to Song Jinqiao.

"To be honest, I don't understand this either, but..." He frowned, "You really have to go to Thatcher about this. As much as I hate to admit it, he's really good at this stuff. But let's make it clear, I only affirm his abilities; I don't think he's a particularly good orc."

Song Jinqiao agreed with a smile, but then her face turned sad again, her red lips pressed into a straight line, and her eyes lowered slightly: "I asked him about some things, but he didn't tell me these things. I don't know how to make him willing to talk."

Si Wu thought about it and instantly guessed the reason: "It's probably because of the king. The king forbade the orcs to discuss these things. That guy obeyed the king's orders so obediently, just like he did to the Beast God. God!"

Song Jinqiao placed the stone bowl in his hand on the stone table beside him and said calmly, "I remember you said you were very familiar with Thatcher, right?"

"certainly."

"In that case, you must know how to make him confess, right?"

"Of course!" Si Wu said proudly, but suddenly his eyes rolled around and he sighed softly, "That guy is really hard to talk to. I told you, I remember last time an orc came to me and asked me to help Thatcher ask something. Guess what? I had to spend a lot of time to persuade him to talk. It was really not easy..."

Song Jinqiao raised an eyebrow, understanding his codeword, and took out two more red crystals, saying with a smile: "As long as you can convince Thatcher, these crystals will be yours."

Sure enough, Si Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, and his narrowed eyes opened, then narrowed again. He said with a very unhappy look: "I... then I will suffer for once. I'm not saying this, but this is indeed a very difficult question..."

Song Jinqiao smiled and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I understand how difficult it is for you."

The two of them made a final agreement and said that Song Jinqiao would come to see him tomorrow at noon, and then they would go to see Thatcher together. After doing this, Song Jinqiao and Si Wu walked out of the tent. Dafen hurriedly came up to them, took Song Jinqiao's arm, glanced at Si Wu who was smiling happily over there, and asked her in a low voice.

"What did Si Wu tell you? Why does he look so happy?"

Song Jinqiao glanced at Si Wu and saw that he was indeed very happy, with his mouth grinning from ear to ear.

She clenched her fist, put it to her lips and coughed lightly. Si Wu was startled, then understood and coughed lightly as well. Then he changed his expression to be serious: "I'm telling you, this female, you are not allowed to ask her questions. And you, if you tell her what I told her, I will never tell you anything again."

Song Jinqiao spread his hands to Dai Fen, indicating that he was powerless.

Dafen was stunned, then realized he was talking about her. She pouted and said, "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

She muttered, "Really... stingy Siwu!"