Lin Min provided two pieces of intelligence. Lu Bei perused one on the spot; it was voluminous and detailed. Then, with a glance that took in ten lines at once, he hastily scanned the other, which was brief and punchy, and tucked it into his robe to take away.
Lin Min was quite polite, inviting Lu Bei to chat over a few drinks. There was no ulterior motive—official business didn't belong at the dining table, but some things couldn't be discussed without a wine cup in hand.
Hearing this, Lu Bei knew there was money to be made. Under normal circumstances, he would have stayed for a meal no matter what.
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