At first, Coning had been deeply put off by Tian Yin's attitude.
But by the end, he was instead somewhat worried. The other party's resentment ran so deep that she might... bring danger upon him.
Even if he was willing to charge ahead and earn some hard-earned money, who could guarantee that this girl would not tear down the bridge after crossing it?
He was not overthinking it. Over the greater part of Coning's life, he had seen far too much ugliness.
The Consair Family's fate had been miserable, but he had heard of plenty of things even more tragic than what had happened to the Consairs.
In this society, quite a few major powers devoured people without even spitting out the bones!
Not to mention that Lord Consair himself had done such things before. After using others, he had discarded them without mercy.
Morality? It did not exist! Once you had no more value to exploit, why would they keep you around to share the profits? Take Supreme Terry, for example. He had not dared to touch too many of Cloud Mist Mountain's Dry Shares—the greedier you were, the faster you died.
If it had merely been an organization on the level of the Wanhao Group, Coning could still rely on his local Supreme social circle to bargain with them.
But the other party was stronger and more overbearing than Wanhao, and there was also Consair's old grievance involved. How could he dare gamble on their character? Especially when Noble's Honor was involved.
So he nodded. "Actually, there are other hidden details concerning your uncle. Shall we talk in the car?"
A trace of confusion flashed through Tian Yin's eyes. Should I get in or not? It was not that she feared an accident. Since she had taken the