"There's no rush." Moh Yanchen said confidently as he took a sip of tea.
"Since the Black Organization has already been destroyed by us, this person will definitely be desperate. He is afraid that we will find out about him, so we will just sit tight and wait for him to deliver himself to us."
"Yes." Wu Hao also had the same thoughts when he heard that.
Every time Moh Yanchen made a decision, he had never made a mistake. His reasoning when it came to people's hearts, and his confidence in himself were unparalleled.
At the same time the two of them were communicating, an alarm rang in Moh Park garden. If an unknown stranger came near its proximity, it would automatically call the police.
Through the surveillance camera, he saw Moh Chenghuan standing outside.
"It's Mr. Moh," Wu Hao said. Looking at Moh Yanchen's expression, he understood his intention. Wu Hao opened the door and left.
