"Mr. Yong, you're leaving already?" Yang Ruxin smiled gently to keep him, "Stay a few more days."
"I have some matters to tend." Yong Cang also smiled, although he felt uneasy inside.
"That matter about the Sun Cult I asked you to look into; surely there hasn't been no progress at all?"
"Indeed, there's been no progress; the other party is too well-hidden." Yong Cang sighed, "But, I will do my best to investigate."
"Haha." Yang Ruxin lowered his gaze, playing with the wine cup in his hand, not speaking for a while.
Yong Cang's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
After a long while, Yang Ruxin raised his eyes: "Do you know what I hate the most?"
"What?" Yong Cang looked up, but upon meeting Yang Ruxin's eyes that were earnest yet mocking, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Deception." Yang Ruxin slightly raised his brows, "Deception from friends and family is the hardest for me to tolerate." He paused, "I thought we were friends."
