Shut up and earn your freedom, or be silenced for good.
Given that no promise could be trusted, leaving someone who knew the truth here was undoubtedly a massive hidden danger.
Under those circumstances, the two options Tracy offered were both more reliable than a verbal promise.
It even seemed obvious which one the person involved should choose.
Yet while appreciating this development, Fu Qian still indicated that the former was not truly reliable either.
If they helped untie him, anyone would think to flee straight out of this hellhole, and the secret naturally would not spread afterward.
A fine idea—but what if he failed to escape?
Once he was stopped, how he had managed to run away while tied up here would inevitably become the focus of attention.
And no matter who considered it, they would conclude that someone must have helped him—and would even need a reasonable motive for doing so.
At that point, the story of a certain pair of lovers would become far more believable.
A moment's thought was enough to realize this was by no means alarmist.
By comparison, permanently silencing someone was clearly much more reliable.
Though accordingly, its nature was far more vile.
Letting someone go and killing someone were entirely different matters.
Tracy herself clearly hoped to make a deal for the first option, rather than go from damaged reputation to blood on her hands.
That mindset was perfectly understandable, but it did not matter. Fu Qian remarked that slipping down this path had always been a step-by-step process.
"Think it over some more. There's no rush."
As the warm breath by his ear suddenly grew much heavier, he patiently reassured her, indicating that she could think it through a little longer and not rush to a conclusion.
To Fu Qian,