Sotis high technology has its downsides, especially with the developnts in plastic surgery in recent years. Now a man can even be turned into a woman, let alone just patching up a scar on the face.
"No, I haven’t seen him," Number Four stated very confidently.
He’s ranked on the assassin’s leaderboard, so he would have seen or clashed with him if he were listed, but there’s simply no such person.
Ye Ranran stopped talking and just frowned in thought.
That evening, she brought up the matter to Jun Mochan, who inevitably blad her.
Ye Ranran lowered her head: "I didn’t know."
"How could you dare go there without knowing? Should I say you are brainless or just audacious?" Jun Mochan was nearly driven mad by her.
Couldn’t she think before acting? "Didn’t I have soone investigate it? It’s just that they couldn’t find anything," Ye Ranran huffed.
Can’t he be gentler? Why is he always blaming her? It’s as though she always fails at what she does.
She dislikes it so much. Really dislikes it.
Jun Mochan also realized his tone was a bit harsh; he took a deep breath and said, "That bodyguard for Song Yue was bought by Song Jade from a big shot in the black market, a man with countless lives on his hands, skilled in combat. Fortunately, you ran fast today, otherwise..."
He couldn’t finish his sentence.
Ye Ranran went to hug him, resting her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat: "Don’t worry, aren’t I fine?"
Jun Mochan hugged her tightly: "Do you know how worried I was? How can you be so careless with your own safety?"
"Don’t keep worrying so much, okay? It was just a small accident this ti," Ye Ranran felt a bit helpless.
This issue has been discussed countless tis, but they could never co to an agreent.
She can’t practice martial arts now, let alone if she miraculously learned one day, he would probably still worry.
Of course, as miracles rarely happen, even if she was willing to put in the effort now, she’s getting older and might not be able to learn.
People must face reality.
"Did you say that guy used to be close to a black market big shot? This type of person can be bought and sold?" Ye Ranran quickly beca interested in sothing else.
"Generally speaking, it’s impossible, because you get used to having your own people, who over ti beco trusted aides. Who would want to buy and sell them?" Everyone is in this together.
Without trusted aides, who’s going to conquer the world alone? No matter how talented, everyone needs to recruit and buy loyalty. No lone commander has ever made it big since ancient tis.
"However, that black market big shot got caught doing sothing and was captured. Song Jade got him out, and the guy sold his trusted aide to him."
Trusted aides are, after all, the ones ant to take the hit when needed.
Ye Ranran understood and pursed her lips, without offering a comnt.
After a while, she suddenly rembered: "How do you know all this so well?"
"I was there when he released that guy," Jun Mochan buried his head in her hair.
Ye Ranran laughed: "When do you plan to expose this?"
"There’s no rush. The black market big shot is planning an auction soon, to sell antiquities. We’ll go have a look then."
Dealing in antiquities is a serious cri. When Jun Mochan talks about ’having a look’, it’s certainly not just about observing.
"They will let you in?" With that face of his, wouldn’t he be stopped as soon as he shows up?
"I’m not suitable to appear in person, but I have people."
This ’soone’, Ye Ranran quickly understood, referred to the dark force underneath Jun Mochan.
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