"Are you trying to help us overthrow the Silver Blood Society?"
Yin Minghong immediately understood what Yin Yinyin was implying, but he merely gave a disdainful smile. He knocked on the wall and said coldly:
"Putting aside what qualifications you have to cooperate with us after causing White Night's strategic plan to suffer a major setback and getting yourself hunted by White Night as a 'traitor'—you betrayed White Night's trust in you, yet you expect us to trust you again? Trust is like a sheet of paper. Once it's wrinkled, even if you smooth it out, it can never return to its original state."
"Even taking a step back, supposing I'm willing to cooperate with you... what can you actually do for us?"
Yin Minghong slammed his hand against the wall. "The land you're standing on, every building you see, and even every person you meet—they all belong to the Silver Blood Society! The Silver Blood Society isn't an organization. It's alive. It uses gold and silver as its bond and brainwashes people with class ideology, turning the entire Profound Candle Prefecture into a part of itself. It makes the rich take the initiative to defend their interests and the poor exhaust themselves fighting for power. Everyone will take the initiative to preserve this system."
"The land where silver and blood flow has already given birth to a flourishing blood-soaked jungle."
"You're merely an insignificant assassin. What ability do you have to oppose a behemoth like the Silver Blood Society?"
Yin Minghong wasn't just being difficult. This was indeed the greatest predicament facing Profound Candle White Night. Unlike Star Engraving Prefecture, where White Night could recruit Li Mingsheng, the head of the Chief Clerk's Department, then assassinate Ding Yi and eliminate the stubborn faction to create an opportunity for Li