"My young master is waiting for you in the office, and said you can go find him anytime you need to."
Little Wen smiled faintly, turned around, and led Nangong Tianyue into Mo Hongsheng's office.
"Did the plan fail?"
As soon as Nangong Tianyue stepped in, Mo Hongsheng, who was standing by the window holding a wine glass, asked without turning around.
"Although we killed Tang Ming, his younger brother Tang Xin is more troublesome."
Nangong Tianyue sat on the sofa and grumbled unhappily.
"You, you're sure Tang Ming is dead?"
Mo Hongsheng's shoulders trembled slightly as he asked uncertainly.
"Tang Ming is definitely dead, you don't need to worry about that. I've also cut off contact with Jun Tianhao's hotel and took care of An Sheng to ensure we won't be implicated."
Nangong Tianyue spoke with a steady face, swearing confidently.
"Is that so? Then why do I feel like we've been exposed already?"
Mo Hongsheng turned around, frowning as he looked at Nangong Tianyue.
