Lu Jin nodded.
There was no doubt about it. His father was starting to doubt him. Ming Zhi Yi did not trust that Lu Jin would handle the matter with LJ Club smoothly and sent another subordinate to handle the issue instead.
Lu Jin merely sent the address to Xiong Zhi. If Xiong Zhi sent her people to recover the club's traces while Mr. Bing and his men were waiting for the spies, then it was likely that there would be a violent exchange between the two opposing parties.
And it was likely that Xiong Zhi's people would lose.
If Xiong Zhi's people could not handle the torture, Ming Zhi Yi then would find out Xiong Zhi's existence. Not only that, Lu Jin would be the one who would suffer from this.
The address where the club's traces were hidden was only known to two people. Ming Zhi Yi and Lu Jin. And now, Mr. Bing.
