The school that the Kyung Clan Consortium had arranged for Jiang Wu and Ren Xiaosu was called Stronghold 109's 13th High School. Its full name was Stronghold 109's 13th High School.
When Ren Xiaosu heard the name, his first reaction was to wonder how big this stronghold was. There were actually 13 high schools. No, it was definitely more than 13 high schools.
In the documents given to him by the Kyung Clan Consortium, there was a letter of recommendation, a resident identification card, and basic school registration information such as his age of enrollment. Tang Zhou said that the school would only officially file him after he reported to the school.
Yan Liuyuan and Wang Dalong were in the third year of middle school, while Ren Xiaosu was in the third year of high school. When Tang Zhou mentioned this, he even sought Ren Xiaosu's opinion and asked if he could keep up with the progress of his studies. After all, what could he learn in the town's school? It would be awkward if he could not understand anything while sitting in the classroom.
However, Ren Xiaosu sneered. How could Tang Zhou speculate about someone as studious as him?
When Tang Zhou heard Ren Xiaosu say that, he did not say anything else.
Actually, although Ren Xiaosu and Luo Lan had disliked each other in the past, their brief life-and-death experience had made their relationship much closer. Therefore, even though they said they did not owe each other anything, Tang Zhou was still very considerate of Ren Xiaosu and the others when handling matters.
If it weren't for Ren Xiaosu, Tang Zhou would have died in the wilderness back then.
According to Tang Zhou, there was even a university in Stronghold 109. Even some students from other strongholds would find ways to get into the university.
However, Ren Xiaosu felt that was back when the wilderness was still safe. Nowadays, not many people dared to leave the stronghold.
When Ren Xiaosu mentioned this, Wang Fugui was amused. He said that when he was young, although there were no large wild animals or wolf packs in the wilderness, there were some refugees who became bandits and treated human lives like grass.
But even so, there were still people who took the risk to cross the wilderness between the strongholds.
Sometimes he did not understand what those people were thinking. Perhaps they were really brave, or perhaps they were stupid, but there was never a shortage of such people.
Ren Xiaosu was not in a hurry to take Yan Liuyuan and Wang Dalong to complete the enrollment procedures. He planned to take everyone to wash up early the next morning before going on a stroll around the stronghold. The six people in the group were all so unfamiliar with the stronghold.
Instead of rushing to make money, it was better to see what the place they had been longing for for so many years looked like.
Early the next morning, Yan Liuyuan suddenly shouted from the front yard, "Brother, look, there's a note here."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment before he hurried over. Since yesterday, he had felt that something was not right. First, he had seen a familiar figure on the road. Then, he felt that someone was staring at him.
The feeling of being stared at made him instinctively feel uncomfortable.
Then, a note had appeared out of nowhere. Perhaps it could give him some answers.
Ren Xiaosu took the note from Yan Liuyuan and looked at it. There was a line of small words written on it: "It's not safe to stay in a troublesome place for long."
"Brother, what does this note mean?" Yan Liuyuan asked, "Who wrote it?"
"Where did you find this note?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
Yan Liuyuan pointed at the door. "It was just under the crack of the door. It looks like someone stuffed it in last night. Could it be a prank?"
"No." Ren Xiaosu shook his head. He was very sure this was not a prank.
Because … he recognized the handwriting on the note.
On the way back to the stronghold from the Jing Mountains, he had seen a line of beautiful words in the cave. At that time, Ren Xiaosu knew it must have been left behind by Yang Xiaojin.
And now, the handwriting on this note was clearly very similar to the one on the wall in the cave.
Combined with the familiar figure he saw yesterday, Ren Xiaosu could finally confirm that Yang Xiaojin had also come to Stronghold 109. Furthermore, this note was also given to him by Yang Xiaojin.
Could it be that something big was about to happen in Stronghold 109? Why was she trying to persuade him to leave?
Ren Xiaosu knew Yang Xiaojin must have a powerful organization backing her up. So for her to come here, she probably knew something and had a specific goal in mind.
Was she trying to assassinate Luo Lan? After all, Yang Xiaojin had tried to assassinate Qing Zhen before, so it made sense that she wanted to assassinate Luo Lan this time.
But that didn't make sense either. Luo Lan did not have that many soldiers or experts with him right now, so killing Luo Lan didn't seem like a difficult task. If Luo Lan was really her target, Fatty Luo would probably have died yesterday.
Ren Xiaosu wondered what Yang Xiaojin was after by reminding him. When Yang Xiaojin left, she even wanted to steal her dagger again. He did not believe Yang Xiaojin would be that kind.
However, Yang Xiaojin probably did not know that Ren Xiaosu had gone back to that cave. So she did not know that the note she had secretly given to him had already exposed her identity.
Things in this world were just so coincidental.
But where could he go if he left this place now? Ren Xiaosu felt a little melancholy. He had just entered the stronghold and did not even know the name of the road in front of him, yet he had to leave?
More importantly, he couldn't get out either!
Ren Xiaosu was thinking that Luo Xinyu's superpower might allow her to ignore the stronghold's walls. If that was the case, she could bring Yang Xiaojin in and out of the stronghold.
But what ability did Ren Xiaosu have to go in and out of the stronghold?
"Let's not think about this for now." Ren Xiaosu said to Yan Liuyuan, "Don't tell Old Wang and Sister Xiaoyu about this for now, lest they worry too much."
"Mhm." Yan Liuyuan nodded.
"Do you need to catch up on your sleep?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"No." Yan Liuyuan shook his head. "I've had enough sleep."
Last night, even after arriving at the stronghold, Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan still maintained their habit of keeping vigil at night.
It was not that they felt there was any hidden danger around them, but that they were already used to it.
If the people in the stronghold found out about this, they would probably laugh at them for not having seen the world. There were indeed some thieves in the stronghold, and there would even be people who would occasionally go to remote areas to rob in the middle of the night. However, those were extremely rare, and there was no need for anyone to keep vigil at night.
The stronghold was different from the wilderness!
In the morning, Wang Fugui first went to exchange the Kyung Clan's banknotes. Then he went to the Li Consortium's foreign exchange counter to inquire about it. When he asked around, he found out that there was a 23% handling fee to exchange the banknotes!
Ren Xiaosu advised him not to exchange so many banknotes. If they had to move to another stronghold someday, wouldn't the handling fee be a waste of money?
When Wang Fugui heard that, he got a little nervous. "Xiaosu, do you think we'll have to move to another stronghold in the future? Where should we go? "
"I didn't say for sure." Ren Xiaosu said with a smile, "But we're not short of money right now. We'll just exchange it for some spare change and save the rest."
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu had a premonition that they might really have to leave this place someday in the future and head to another unfamiliar stronghold.
But right now, he was actually more curious about why Yang Xiaojin and Luo Xinyu had come to Stronghold 109.
He wondered if he would get a chance to learn Yang Xiaojin's skills again this time.
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