On the way, Mao Yisheng avoided Gong Shuxu and discreetly came to Chen Gu's side, whispering, "Brother Chen, when we go back this time… I'm afraid I won't remember what happened, right?"
Chen Gu didn't want to lie to him and remained silent, not denying it.
No one was a fool. Mao Yisheng might not have realized it at first, but as they traveled, he gradually understood.
Mao Yisheng seemed restless. "Brother Chen… If I could join you and become a Professional, wouldn't I be spared from having my memory erased?"
Chen Gu couldn't help but look at him. "You want to become a Professional?"
Obviously, Mao Yisheng's desire to avoid memory deletion was just a pretext; his stronger purpose was to become a Professional.
A flame lit up in Mao Yisheng's eyes. "Brother Chen, if you were me, having witnessed the power of Professionals with your own eyes, would you be able to resist?"
