Qu Tan'er and Mo Liancheng finally decided to stay at his place for a night.
The car was on the road.
It grew quiet, a bit suffocating.
Duan Lao understood the purpose of their trip, and his concern was obvious, "Are you really going to meet him? Aren't you afraid he'll have ulterior motives or schemes? I could take you on a tour, even though it won't be as... thrilling as what he offers." Men sometimes just enjoy seeking thrills. He himself was like that, just not foolish enough to negotiate terms with the head of an assassin group based solely on his own abilities.
Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng with an odd expression.
She understood Duan Lao's thoughts. In the eyes of modern people, throwing oneself into a dangerous situation out of mere curiosity and dealing with dangerous individuals is undoubtedly foolish.
At this moment, she was more curious about how a certain big shot would respond.
Unexpectedly.
