It might even be falling into a battlefield chosen by others, planned by others, ambushed by others, gradually being bled dry wave after wave, my chips on the poker table dwindling, only to be struck by an unseen enemy, a deadly blow from behind, right?
The real game has already started, hasn't it? Would a genuine Security Bureau lapdog actually assassinate a corporate drone just for some so-called 'hometown loyalty'?
How cunning, how insidious...
So dangerous, so perilous...
The Celestial realm is fraught with danger...
Looking at this enticing contract, which actually harbors so many traps, if I were to covet this little rebate and not investigate further, not hesitate more, I'm afraid I'd be done for in the blink of an eye.
Is this what they call cutthroat market competition...
Li Pan supported his chin on his hands at his desk, pondering for quite a while, analyzing the current chaotic situation, weighing the cards he had in hand.
