Being unfamiliar with life in America and with Lei Hu eyeing him like a tiger stalking its prey, Su Han did not wish to sit around and wait for death. Having a local to help him wasn't such a bad idea.
Only when Su Han mentioned he wouldn't kill him did Mus finally exhale in relief.
But then, he vigorously shook his head.
If Su Han didn't kill him, he definitely wanted to use him. With the Overseas Hongmen and the Assassin Organization both wanting Su Han dead, if he helped Su Han, wouldn't that be akin to courting death?
"What, unwilling?" Su Han swirled his wine glass, "If you're unwilling, then I have no choice but to kill you."
Though Su Han spoke of killing Mus, his face bore a smile.
Mus couldn't see through this Eastern man before him, unable to fathom Su Han's temperament.
"No no no, I am willing to serve the gentleman!" Mus quickly said, as staying alive was the most important thing!
