Lin Nianhe also understood Zheng Lirong's concerns. She smiled, tucked the dagger into her space hidden by the wall, then leaped over the wall, landing gracefully in front of Zheng Lirong.
"Thank you, Sister." Lin Nianhe flashed a brilliant smile. "That must have been hard on you."
"It's nothing." Zheng Lirong stuffed an envelope into her bosom, whispering, "My brother had people follow the ones who provided the information. If you need them, just give a shout."
"Alright," Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly, then asked, "Did you come with the truck?"
"Yes," Zheng Lirong nodded and handed her a bundle of money, "The payment from last time, please count it."
"No need, I trust you." Lin Nianhe pocketed the money, and said to Zheng Lirong, "Sister, why don't you go inside and rest a bit?"
"No, I'll head back to the truck," Zheng Lirong pointed at the small bundle at her feet, saying, "Inside here, I made new clothes for Shanshan and Xiao Jun, please bring it to them for me."