"Assassinate Si Cao?" Wu Hongbiao was shocked, "The two of us?"
"Right, the two of us."
The small room in the cloth shop was empty. Wu Hongbiao was sitting cross-legged on the ground while Chen Ji leaned against the door frame at the entrance, the two men silently facing each other.
At that moment, Wu Hongbiao looked towards the door. Chen Ji was standing in a place backed by moonlight, his expression indiscernible.
He patiently tried to dissuade Chen Ji, "You've been with the Military Intelligence Department for a short time and haven't really dealt with this Si Cao. Don't entertain such dangerous thoughts."
Chen Ji discovered that even Wu Hongbiao, one of the most elite spies, was having second thoughts about "killing Si Cao."
He couldn't help but ask, "How formidable is Si Cao?"
