Chen Fazhong's forehead was covered in beads of sweat he wiped away before taking a sip of tea and explained with forced calm, "This... this situation isn't entirely my fault. How could anyone anticipate that Tang Ming, just a young student in appearance, could actually be an expert..."
"Enough."
The gloomy man didn't want to hear his explanation and interrupted, "Let's not talk about that now. Tell me, after all this time, what useful information did you manage to get?"
"Haven't I always had my son Chen Cang trying to pursue Liu Mengting? As long as Liu Gaoze and I become in-laws, the information the organization wants would naturally be easy to obtain."
Chen Fazhong said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"The organization is running out of patience. We have given you chances, but your son is too stupid. He hasn't secured Liu Mengting yet. How can we continue to trust you? It's impossible to let the organization wait endlessly, right?"
