Following the instructions on the note, Yi Mu knocked on the door regularly and gave the password.
The floorboards behind the teahouse counter were lifted, leading directly to a dark room where a large crowd had already gathered.
Upon seeing him, the man in the lead, who was wearing glasses, quickly came forward and shook his hands.
Yi Mu had long anticipated this scene, and showed no surprise on his face.
Time was of the essence, and the group of them could only place their hopes on Yi Mu, without having any doubts about him whatsoever.
“Young Master Yi, to be honest, Miss Li is an intelligence agent of our party. She has an important piece of information that only she knows. We must find a way to rescue her.”
Yi Mu found a clean bench and sat down, his voice unusually calm.
“I don’t think I can be of any help. I was just cleared of suspicion during the day. Going there now would be tantamount to suicide.”
“We understand you, but that Nationalist general who was with you during the day…”
So that's where they were waiting for him. Yi Mu stood up and nodded slightly to the leader.
"I'm sorry, I can't help you with anything. I won't say a word about what happened tonight. I'll be going now."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away.
The girl, who had exchanged glances with Yi Mu during the day, stood in front of him and blocked his way.
The girl pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "Sister Li has a document on the Japanese army's operational plans and deployments. If we can rescue her, it will be very beneficial to the current situation on the Chinese battlefield."
Yi Mu did not speak.
The leading man snapped, "Xiao Ming, let Young Master Yi leave."
The girl glanced at Yi Mu and slowly moved away.
Yi Mu walked out of the teahouse and walked about a hundred meters forward when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
He stopped in his tracks, and just as he turned his head to look back, he was knocked unconscious.
When I woke up again, I was in a bed.
Yi Mu sat up in bed and observed carefully.
This is a bedroom, and judging from the masculine atmosphere it exudes, it is a man's bedroom.
Who knocked him unconscious?
Yi Mu threw off the covers and got out of bed. The bedroom door opened, and Zeng Guangzhao walked in, carrying a cup of hot milk.
Yi Mu stared at his face, a wary expression on his own.
He found this person very strange from the beginning.
Unprovoked intimacy, inexplicable displays of affection.
Yi Mu's wariness left Zeng Guangzhao with mixed feelings.
On one hand, he felt that Yi Mu's wariness of strangers was understandable, but on the other hand, he felt that Yi Mu shouldn't have shown that kind of expression towards him.
Zeng Guangzhao sat down by the bed and handed the milk to Yi Mu.
Yi Mu glanced at the milk, then lowered his brows: "Was it drugged?"
Zeng Guangzhao laughed, "I thought I looked decent enough, but it turns out that in your eyes, I'm the kind of person with ill intentions?"
Yi Mu didn't take the milk; instead, he stared intently at him.
"To me, you are just a stranger I've met a few times with unclear motives, nothing more."
If it weren't for tonight's events, Yi Mu might have patiently dealt with Zeng Guangzhao for a while longer.
But after tonight, he felt he no longer needed to pretend.
Zeng Guangzhao placed the milk on the bedside table, and with just one glance at Yi Mu, he knew what Yi Mu was thinking.
His temper had been tempered by years of battlefield experience and military affairs, and very few things could provoke him anymore, but Imur was one of those rare factors.
Zeng Guangzhao explained: "I had someone call you here to remind you not to get too close to the Communist Party."
Yi Mu: "...You sent someone to follow me?"
Zeng Guangzhao's brow furrowed slightly. "I'm worried about you..."
Yi Mu interrupted him, raising his voice to a high level, his tone revealing extreme inexplicable anger.
"Who are you to me that I need you to worry about me? It's your actions that are what scare me."
After finishing speaking, Yi Mu bent down, put on his shoes, and walked out of the room.
After he took three steps, Zeng Guangzhao suddenly grabbed his wrist and forcefully pushed him down onto the bed.
Yi Mu's strength was nowhere near Zeng Guangzhao's level.
He was pinned down on the bed and tried to resist, but to his despair he found that he couldn't move at all.
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