"I just came to see how you operate and learn some experience," Liu Mou said, scratching his head and looking around.
"What about Old Liu then?" Zhu Ziming was utterly confused by Liu Mou's current actions; he knew that Liu Mou's method was to preserve himself, but at the moment, Mr. Liu's life was even more important to him.
"Don't worry about that; he will be fine, I assure you," Liu Mou said, patting his chest. Before leaving, Liu Mou begrudgingly spent a hundred points to buy two Revitalizing Pills for Mr. Liu, repeatedly emphasizing that he should take one when injured. Despite his reluctance, Liu Mou knew his identity was too important.
Zhu Ziming glanced disdainfully at Liu Mou, clearly skeptical, "Alright, if anything happens to him, you'll be the one I question, even if it means taking your head off," he said, then ignored Liu Mou and took out a monocular to observe every movement at the bank hotel.
Liu Mou gave a bitter smile and then fell silent.
