In the hot water, James, who was previously comfortably drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes quietly.
Ben Shaming's smile widened.
Fifteen years of sticking together, he understood every expression and movement of Jamie.
He increased the force of his fingers.
"Originally, you didn't have to choose to return on the same plane with the Tang Brothers. After all, George is also on the plane; if you return on the same plane, it would seem suspicious. Moreover, Huangfu Hua Zhang just died, George was captured, and in Asia, there are still large forces left by them. You should have stayed to seize the opportunity."
"But you came back, right under the eyes of the Tang Brothers. I just knew you had another plan — you intended to come back under the Tang Brothers' eyes, let them drop their suspicions, and then immediately set off again for Asia. In this way, even if Luo Xiansheng dies, they won't suspect you."
James smiled, coldly clenching his fist in the hot water.
