After Yu Chengmu's advice, Zhang Junyu had gained a new understanding of how difficult this mission was. "Yu Chengmu." His expression turned slightly unnatural. "Tonight, what do you think..."
The village chief had made it clear that each room had to send someone tonight. Zhou Qing was dead, which meant either he or Yu Chengmu had to go.
And he absolutely didn't dare offend Yu Chengmu.
How could Yu Chengmu not know what he was thinking? Stroking his beard, he said calmly, "Junyu, you were busy all night yesterday. Get some rest tonight. I'll go take a look at the funeral home."
"Yu Chengmu, please be careful." Zhang Junyu looked at Yu Chengmu with deep concern, though he couldn't hide the delight in his eyes. "Jiang Cheng and Chen Hao got insanely lucky somehow. The two rooms only have to send one person between them," he grumbled.
Yu Chengmu gave a cold laugh. "Don't get worked up. That might not be a good thing."
Zhang Junyu caught on. His brows lifted slightly as he leaned closer and lowered his voice. "You mean... they'll have a falling-out over who has to go?"
"Isn't that so?" Yu Chengmu tilted his head toward Zhang Junyu, his expression somewhere between a smile and a smirk.
Yu Chengmu's gaze sent a chill down Zhang Junyu's spine. His throat bobbed before he finally composed himself. Avoiding Yu Chengmu's eyes, he nodded, somewhat guiltily. "Exactly. They probably... probably don't want to go, either."
"By the way, should we get in touch with Boss Jia and the others?" Zhang Junyu deliberately changed the subject.
Yu Chengmu considered it for a moment, then shook his head. "No need. I'm going first. As long as I take out the second person, those two won't have to come."
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