Song Lian reached out and pointed outside, then spoke, "After you go out, the third tent to your left. Go on."
Xu Yan curved her lips into a smile, "You wait for my good news. See you on the road."
After Xu Yan had left the tent, Wen Shangyin turned to Song Lian, "What do you think the probability of success is?"
Song Lian, who had already anticipated Wen Shangyin's question, held his coffee and said slowly, "If not a hundred percent, then at least eighty percent. You saw the results after a whole night of studying Su Ling. As long as she doesn't make any mistakes, she can essentially pass for Su Ling with that face."
"Those who remained in the castle are not companions who went through thick and thin with Su Ling. They don't know Su Ling very well. Xu Yan, disguised as Su Ling, basically won't make them suspicious."
"Besides," Song Lian sneered, putting down his coffee and scratching his hair, "even if things are revealed later, we won't worry. If Su Ling and her group come looking for us, as long as we deny it, they can't do anything to us."
"Even though society is in chaos, everything still requires evidence!"
Wen Shangyin listened to Song Lian's analysis and nodded in agreement, "Xu Yan's learning and imitation abilities are quite talented."
He still found himself wanting more from the intimate night he had shared with Xu Yan.
He knew it wasn't Xu Yan herself that he craved, but Xu Yan wearing Su Ling's face.
With this thought, Wen Shangyin raised his coffee and smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "If our strength allowed, I'd really like Shang Qi to see Xu Yan, with Su Ling's face, pleasuring herself beneath you and me."
Though Wen Shangyin's words were rather perverse, this was his desire.
It wasn't just Wen Shangyin who thought this way; Song Lian harbored the same thoughts.
"Yes, I'd like to see it too," Song Lian said, his fingertips tracing the rim of his cup. "But, we won't see it in our lifetime. It doesn't matter though, we already have a 'Su Ling,' and there will be endless fun in the future."
In the space of one night, these two men had somehow reached a consensus. They were extremely supportive and accepting of Xu Yan's behavior of being with two men, even taking pride in it, and even wanting to brag to Su Ling and Shang Qi.
To them, Su Ling represented strength.
Whoever could conquer Su Ling was the strongest in this doomsday.
Even if this Su Ling was a fake, they didn't care. They only sought to satisfy their own ever-expanding selfish desires and lusts.
After leaving the tent, Xu Yan went to the tent Song Lian had indicated. There, she obtained clothes identical to Su Ling's. Looking at the clothes, Xu Yan didn't waste any time and immediately changed out of her own.
Once dressed, she put on a hat, sunglasses, and a mask before leaving the tent and heading into the forest.
After Xu Yan left the tent, Song Lian and Wen Shangyin also emerged, watching her go.
Once she was out of sight, Song Lian turned back into the tent to pick up his binoculars and observe the movements of the opposing side.
Xu Yan entered the forest, but there was no activity for a long time, which caused Song Lian and Wen Shangyin great worry.
However, their worry didn't last long. They saw the large trucks they had arranged heading towards the castle from the direction Su Ling and her group had left.
Seeing the familiar trucks, Song Lian lowered his gaze from the binoculars and looked at Wen Shangyin, "It's successful."
Wen Shangyin grunted and said, "Wait for the follow-up."