"Master, what do you think? How do you plan to handle this? Are you going to silence them by killing, or let the tiger return to the mountain?" After finishing her sentence, Gu Changsheng briskly slapped her own cheek. Damn it, letting the tiger return to the mountain! The latter part means raising a tiger invites calamity. She was clearly asking for death.
"I don't plan to raise a tiger that invites calamity," Zhou Mu replied coldly, seizing the opportunity to speak.
"So, Master, you're not planning to settle this amicably?" Gu Changsheng lifted her head, her eyebrows nearly folding in worry, her face twisted into a bun.
Zhou Mu squinted at her but did not reply.
A sudden silence fell; neither of them spoke.
Zhou Mu's brows slowly furrowed. "What are you thinking?"
"Wondering if I should take a step ahead and silence you first," Gu Changsheng answered instinctively. As soon as she finished, she looked up in alarm. Damn, she zoned out!
