Gong Jue rolled his eyes. “There’s no need. Unless you can ensure that there are no traces left behind.”
Wu Er’s heart skipped a beat.
Yes, yes, yes. It was still this big brother mercenary who thought it through thoroughly.
If Chu Junmo was really poisoned to death, there would definitely be traces of poison gas left at the scene. If young master ye were to discover any clues, then the only person he would suspect would be him. He would have no way to defend himself.
This matter was a matter of life and death. If young master ye were to bear a grudge against him, then the gains would not make up for the losses.
Forget about wanting to play PK with Young Master Ye, he was afraid that in the future, every time young master ye saw him, it would be a light punishment.
Trembling with lingering fear, he looked at Gong Jue gratefully. “Many thanks for Big Brother’s Reminder!”
