"Alright." Leng Zirui extended his hand to Qiao, "Thanks for your hard work!"
Qiao shrugged, "Just cleaning up the battlefield, but... dealing with those snakes is a hassle. We might have to wait for snake experts tomorrow to handle these guys."
Leng Zirui shrugged, "That guy brought it upon himself."
At this point, Leng Zimo extended his hand to Qiao as well. Qiao reached out to shake his hand, "Thank you very much for helping Rui complete this mission."
"I just wanted to rescue my wife." Leng Zimo smiled slightly, "I hope you won't mention my name in your report."
He was carrying another identity, which naturally made Qiao, as an Interpol officer, wary. He didn't want to draw attention due to this matter.
"Of course." Qiao didn't overthink it, simply considering it a form of self-protection typical for public figures.
"Sir, the plane is ready." A subordinate jogged over to report to Qiao.
