To live or to die is ultimately a matter of personal life.
Shen Yue kept his gaze on the chef, his demeanor was glacial, but he did not pull the trigger. Since he had talked with the chef for quite some time, naturally, he had no intention of killing him with a single shot.
The chef stood there, his face had an indescribable humor—an expression of one who thought he held all the winning cards, but then suddenly realizes that he is after all, utterly insignificant.
He slowly sat down and spoke with emphasis, "You dare not fire. If you fire, your location will be exposed."
Shen Yue smirked, "You are wrong, I don't want to pull the trigger, it's not that I am afraid to."
The chef fell silent for a while, then nodded reluctantly—What is there that a man who dares to challenge Medusa of Snake Mansion would not dare to do?
"Besides, I don't need a gun to kill you."
