Silver Moon and No Smile both made their way over to the set of coordinates Ye Xiaowu had given them. Both men had ulterior motives, and neither spoke a word in that moment.
No Smile never imagined that he would be given the heavy responsibility of dealing the fatal blow on Thousand Miles Drunk. Even though he had often fantasized about such a scenario, when the opportunity was presented before him now, the first thought he had was not to go for it but cower, instead. All he could think right now was being forced to do something he had no ability of achieving. Could I really end Thousand Miles Drunk so easily? No Smile was wracked with doubts. I must ensure that I have a clear idea of the situation. I'll make a run for it the moment I sense even the slightest thing off.
