After thinking it over, Jiang Cheng realized Shao Tong had a point. When they'd found Lin Wan'er, she'd been unconscious in a cave on Mount Xixieming.
If the Night Watch had wanted her dead then, it would have been child's play.
"What was your mission?" the Fatty couldn't help asking.
Shao Tong crossed his legs and simply sat down on the ground. His gaze roamed over the Fatty's face with amusement. "Kill you."
"Just kill me?" The Fatty froze, then blinked in disbelief. He didn't think he was important enough for the Night Watch to make such a fuss. Had they really come all this way just for him?
Someone worth this much effort from the Night Watch would have to be the Doctor, surely.
"I don't know the exact reason either. Like I said, the Night Watch doesn't trust me. I'm just a tool in their hands. As long as a tool works well enough, there's no need for it to know too much," Shao Tong said calmly.
A moment later, the Fatty recalled Newspaper Man's final warning in the previous instance: he and the Doctor were each other's yin and yang, and another Doctor existed within him. He was the key to whether the Doctor would fall into the abyss.
"I only found out after the mission started. Lu Qin told me you two were close. If I killed you, Jiang Cheng would have a mental breakdown, and then I'd step in. I'd use my ability to invade his consciousness and, if everything went smoothly, take over and become the new master of his body," Shao Tong said suddenly.
His words genuinely startled the Fatty. "But the Night Watch ultimately wants to use him. Even if you become him, have you thought about what'll happen to you? They