With a thoughtful nod, Mu Lin spoke again, "If you can, find out for me who exactly is the person who targeted your father."
She must know!
There was a cold glint in Mu Lin's eyes. Perhaps she could glean something from this, something she had always wanted to know.
"I understand." Zhang Mingzhe nodded. Although he didn't know why Mu Lin wanted to know this, he was certain of one thing—Mu Lin would not harm them.
"Thank you," Mu Lin nodded at him, promising, "Don't worry, my wanting to know this matter should only benefit you. If you encounter it again, you can come directly to me. Consider it a favor I'll owe you."
"Um... okay." Zhang Mingzhe paused, then smiled wryly.
Though the favor was tempting.
But!
He wished never to encounter the situation again! However, based on Mu Lin's words, he felt assured. When his grandpa heard Mu Lin's words, he would surely be happy.
