"Wu Qing, why do you have to speak so harshly? There's a saying that goes 'Don't slap a person in the face,' but you not only slap, you also kick their face with your foot. And it's not enough that you kick, you seem to want to trample their soul under your foot too. You paint me in such an unbearable light, are you happy? Tell me the truth, how exactly did I provoke you to target me this way?"
"Wrong!"
Wu Qing crossed his arms and propped up one long leg, looking casually debonair, "I'm not targeting you, I'm just doing ideological work on you on behalf of the organization."
On behalf of the organization?
Sun Qing stared with wide eyes, wanting to devour him but unable to argue with him any further.
Indeed… if the organization now doubted her, they could dig up everything about her including her ancestors and every secret without any consideration for her dignity, much less care if she was willing.
After biting her trembling lips in anger, she slowly calmed herself down.
