Zuo Qinglong twitched the corner of his mouth:
"It's so easy to prove our identity."
"You wait."
He took out his cell phone and dialed Xiahou Yong's number:
"Hello--"
"Director Xia, I've been stopped at the south gate of the City of Glory and can't get in!"
"Come out and answer it!"
"How long will it take to arrive?"
"Ten minutes?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you!"
Bang!
Hang up the phone.
Zuo Qinglong put away his phone, looked at Baimi and the others and said:
"Did you all hear that?"
"You can't even wait ten minutes, right?"
The Royal Guards looked at each other. They had heard it, but they were a little bit unconvinced.
There is only one director of the Demon Hunting Bureau with the surname Xia, and that is Xiahou Yong.
Even if they were truly a demon-hunting team, would they be so honored as to have a director-level officer come personally to pick them up?
Listening to the tone of this guy's phone call just now, it seems as if he is the director...
Even if their identity is real, they are just an unknown team. What qualifications do they have to be picked up by a director-level person?
Do you think you are Kamiki Makoto from the Shenlong Squad?
According to common sense, at most Xiahou Yong would call Baimi to prove their identities.
If he really came to pick it up, it would be a disgrace to the Director...
Ten minutes passed in a flash.
A middle-aged man rushed out from the city gate in a hurry.
If it’s not Xiahou Yong, who else could it be?
"oops!"
"Little Brother Zuo, you're finally here!"
As soon as they met, Xiahou Yong gave Zuo Qinglong a warm hug.
Then he enthusiastically patted the shoulders of Li Xinghe and the other three one by one:
"good!"
"You are all great!"
"Oh, it's not easy, I finally see you again!"
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