Xiao Mu lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. "But hatred cannot be obliterated. We are all people with hate, so I can easily sense your hatred, the hatred for the Xiao Family."
"Why must..."
"Alright, asking any more would be overly sentimental." Xiao Mu interrupted Mu Rongyun's continued questioning. He knew what he wanted to ask, but he couldn't answer. "Let's guess what Fatty Wang's fate will be?"
The topic was shifted rather awkwardly, as Mu Rongyun sipped whiskey without ice. "By now, the fishing boat should have reached the open sea boundary."
"Ah!" Xiao Mu sighed. The greed of humans is terrifying; even wanting to save him is beyond reach. "Actually, if he stayed in Yanjing, maybe he could live a bit longer, sitting in jail, still having dreams."
"Why do I feel your brother won't thank you for doing this?"
"Whatever he thinks, I just purely find that fat guy annoying."
