The vicious warning in the man's voice, together with the static over the phone line,
sounded indescribably scary.
Shen Zhilie didn't cower. Instead, he asked breezily, "You want my woman to go?" His voice had a hint of a chuckle in it.
The man didn't expect Shen Zhilie to react in this way, and he couldn't decipher what Shen Zhilie was thinking.
"My woman is timid," Shen Zhilie said unhurriedly. "She might accidentally reveal something to the police or rat you out unintentionally. Who do you think will be on the losing end if that happens?"
"Hmph! So what are you proposing?"
"I'll go. You said it yourself. I've got the guts."
"Tch!" The man clicked his tongue dismissively. "If I find out that you're hiding something up your sleeve, I won't let you off easily."
"Haha… all right. I'll be waiting." With that, Shen Zhilie disconnected the call.
