A week later, Hanwu Weapons Jingdu Headquarters, Chairman’s office.

Ye Kun respectfully poured a cup of Anxi Iron Goddess of Mercy tea for his visiting teacher, Mu Jianfeng, then sat opposite him. “Has there been any news on your end, Teacher?” 

Mu Jianfeng took a sip of the tea and said with a smile, “What do you mean by that, Kun? I don’t quite understand.” 

Ye Kun smiled. “You are my teacher. You know what I mean.” 

Mu Jianfeng sipped his tea again. He drank, but did not speak. 

Ye Kun put on a smiling face. “I’ll be straightforward, Teacher. I had someone place a pawn in Thunder Horse Military Factory but a week has passed and no information has come through. The date of the weapons exhibition draws closer and closer - I’m getting anxious.”

Mu Jianfeng spoke softly, “You think I placed a pawn there because you did? And you’re asking me if there’s been any news? Why would I come here if I’ve received any news?” 

This was almost the same as him admitting to placing a spy in Thunder Horse Military Factory. 

Ye Kun wrinkled his brows. “Ay, looks like Teacher’s...