"Cut ties?"
Wen Ru tilted her head as if she heard a funny joke, a strand of black hair falling beside her ear, covering her chest.
"Why cut ties?"
Her retort made Song Guanchao's face harden.
"Wen Ru, are you messing with me?"
"Not at all."
Wen Ru smiled innocently, "I'm just making the right choice."
"The right choice? Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"Song Guanchao, don't be impulsive. Calm down and think it through."
"Do you think that if I leave the Lei Group, the underworld of the Provincial City will settle down?"
"There won't be anyone selling anymore?"
"Addicts are always around, even without the Lei Group, there will be others."
"This market, if you give it up, will surely be taken over by others."
"If other forces take over, have you thought about how chaotic the Provincial City's underworld will become?"
"But if I take over the Lei Group, at least I can ensure they only profit without taking lives."
