Chu Ge slowly stood up and walked to the delivery box. He gave the envelope a gentle shake and, after pondering for a moment, tossed it inside.
Waiting required time, and Chu Ge sat there listlessly, his body slack like a puddle of mud, nothing like his usual crisp and efficient demeanor.
Zhao Wuji looked at Chu Ge, wondering why Mr. Chu remained so calm despite apparently being poisoned.
His own heart was even more anxious than Chu Ge's. "Mr. Chu, I've already called Elder Jian. He's on his way here, but he's not likely to arrive until late tonight," Zhao Wuji said.
Chu Ge nodded slightly, "He bought a ticket to Su City, didn't he?"
Zhao Wuji nodded, "Yes, if you stay in Dang City tonight, I can go and bring him over."
"No need. Once the results are out, we'll go to Su City. I have more important matters to attend to."
He needed to personally visit the black market to investigate what exactly the poison was.
