The Boar's Brother

Qing Chen and Qing Lok were hard at work. A whiteboard had been pulled in the room and there were marks everywhere on it. Feng Xuan dropped down on the seat next to Wuming.

"You're right, I don't think I'll be able to keep up with them," she said.

"What did I tell you? Just let them figure it out. We'll move when we're needed." Wuming was just busily tilting his phone to turn the car on his phone. 

"I mean, a friend of mine used to send me some mystery manuscripts before but I never did bother to try to break some of the codes and riddles there. I just wait for the answers to be given to me."

"Right?" Wuming sympatized. "There's an answer in the end anyway. You just have to wait to get there." He nodded towards Qing Lok and Wuming. "They're going to figure that out. They're really smart."

Feng Xuan huffed a breath. She hated feeling useless so she got up. "I'm going to ask them how they're doing."