So among these people, is this person the leader?
"I just got here, heard the commotion outside so I came to look," Li Yi said while casually lighting a cigarette: "It's boring outside the post office, so I came in to sit."
"Came in to sit? Can you enter this place anytime you want? Don't you have to wait for the time to deliver letters?" The young man named Yang Jian continued to ask.
As expected.
These people climbed the floors too quickly, knowing nothing about the Ghost Post Office.
Li Yi suddenly smiled, never having imagined that the day would come when he would become an old Messenger. It reminded him of Wang Chuan.
"It's a privilege of the third-floor messengers to come and go from the Ghost Post Office at any time, even when not delivering letters. Most people just don't want to do that, so this place seems deserted," he said.
"How do you use this privilege?" Yang Jian continued to ask, clearly a total newbie.
"Letter paper."
