Mou Yongfeng glanced at Chu Qingzhi, "Why do you care about that? Isn't my decision to kill Tang Jinghong in line with your goal?"
Chu Qingzhi feigned concern, replying, "That may be true, but if you're acting against your master's wishes, what if it brings trouble to us?"
Mou Yongfeng harbored a trace of hesitation, knowing the dire consequences of defying his master's orders. Was it worth the risk?
Chu Qingzhi, pretending to be helpful, suggested, "Why don't you report to your master? We're not in a hurry; we can wait."
After a long hesitation, Mou Yongfeng chose the lesser of two evils. Failing the mission meant only a scolding from his master, but defiance could mean death. Being alive meant there was still hope.
"I'll consult my master. Please wait a while," he decided.
Chu Qingzhi readily agreed, "Fine, let's meet here again tomorrow evening."
Mou Yongfeng nodded, "Okay."
