The first person to learn the news wasn't Qin Li, who was engrossed in his training, nor was it the mother and daughter, Qin Hanyue and Qin Xue. It was Watermelon!
The kid had practically become the boss of the entire northern district. He may have been young, but he was cunning and full of clever little tricks. In Qin Li's words, he was a natural for this line of work.
Watermelon might have operated in the city's underbelly, but that was precisely where information flowed fastest. The very night the Qin Family's two genius young masters returned from the Imperial Capital, Qin Li got the news.
Watermelon looked completely different from how he had a few months prior. He was wearing a small, padded blue silk jacket, tight-fitting martial arts pants, and a pair of high-quality calfskin boots. The outfit looked a bit motley, but for the Watermelon of a few months ago, it was a getup he wouldn't have even dared to dream of.
