"It's alright. Don't blame the sisters; my two subordinates were the ones who were too impulsive. It's a shame, though. From what they were just saying, it seems they know who owns this dagger. If the assassin hadn't died, we could have captured him for interrogation!" Lorne waved his hand hurriedly, his voice dripping with false sincerity. "But you can rest assured, Mr. Zhou. I will do everything in my power to help you find out who owns this dagger!"
"Then I'll have to thank you, Lorne. As you know, I have a bit of a problem: anyone who can't be my friend, I consider my enemy. I've been trying to change, but a habit like that takes time to break. So, regarding the owner of this dagger and the organization behind them… if they can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I absolutely will not let them off the hook."
Zhou Fan said with a smile. Although his tone was polite, his words were anything but friendly—in fact, they carried a faint threat.
