It was a dark, moonless night, so black one could not see one's own fingers. Ling Tuisi led Murong Fu to a desolate military camp. It was deathly silent and completely devoid of guards; Ling Tuisi had clearly dismissed them all. For a business venture as dangerous as this, one that could cost him his head, Ling Tuisi did not want any extra witnesses.
Over a dozen days prior, Ling Tuisi had arranged for his most trusted subordinates to fill the tents one by one with weapons and armor. The quantity was, if anything, greater than what he had originally negotiated with Murong Fu; it would certainly not be less.
"Elder Ling, why bring me to a military camp? And an abandoned one at that!" Murong Fu frowned as he looked at the rows of tents, all of which lacked guards.
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