Qinghe sighed and nodded her head, which was as good as agreeing to his request. It was better for him to have some idea of what to expect than to blunder about like a headless fly, alerting the opposition and causing trouble.
The two of them thus reached a happy alliance and went their separate ways after disembarking from the plane. Before leaving, Zhan Xiaoche repeated his instructions to Qinghe with concern, telling her to inform him immediately if anything went wrong; at the very least, he could help by calling the police.
Qinghe agreed with a laugh, but inwardly she was mocking him. "This kid is still too naive," she thought. "What kind of place is Xingchen Academy? It's a place where even the smallest matters can escalate to national issues. Even if you call the police, which of them would dare to approach without fearing for their lives?"
