"And remember, make sure they rely on each other, see each other as the most important person, so it'll be easier for us to control them later on, understood?"
The burly man bowed respectfully, "Yes, I understand."
Xie Yanghua took a red pen from the drawer beside him, bent down, and wrote a number on the white, tender sole of the little girl's foot: Seven.
Then he wrote on the boy's sole: Nine.
"The girl's code is 7, the boy's code is 9; name the others using the same format," Xie Yanghua put down the pen, "I need to return to the Mo Family first, I won't have much time soon. If anything happens here, notify me at any time, contact me the old way."
"Yes, take care, Steward Xie."
The burly man saw him out, and at the door, Xie Yanghua turned back to take a last look, "Make sure you don't reveal the girl's identity. Don't let anyone know she's a child of the Mo Family, otherwise there'll be endless trouble."
"Yes, I understand, rest assured."
