"Tang Zheng, you can't do this." Yi Ting, anxious, ran a few steps, tugging at Tang Zheng's arm, "We're all striving to kill the Queen together. Any information and benefits should be shared."
"Hey, our relationship isn't exactly harmonious." Lu Fan extended his finger, prodded Yi Ting's abdomen, asking her to step back and away from Tang Zheng.
"That's just internal strife." Yi Ting stared into Tang Zheng's eyes fervently. She hadn't been idle these past few days either. She'd tried to get information from the target that Zhuo Lie had saved, but he bore a grudge against Zhuo Lie, who had beaten him up, and refused to speak.
Looking at Tang Lu's friendly attitude towards Tang Zheng, Old Zhou also felt aggrieved. He blamed Zhuo Lie. If he had cared more about the target, instead of treating him like cargo, they wouldn't be in this awkward situation now.
