Feng Jun's final question truly struck at the heart, and Lin Beauty's face immediately flushed bright red.
Crew Cut had some presence, though. He actually replied without changing expression, "It's not your place to judge. The wisdom behind great-power maneuvering isn't something people like us are qualified to evaluate."
Feng Jun had no intention of arguing with him. He merely smiled disdainfully. "It's nothing more than having a better intelligence platform and knowing a little more. Going on and on about wisdom is just laughable."
Crew Cut rolled his eyes at that but said nothing else.
Only after Feng Jun left did he mutter another complaint, "He wants to keep it hidden and won't say anything, yet he brings up patriotism... Heh."
Lin Beauty shot him a dark look. "We agreed that I would handle the negotiations. You were so impatient that you might have angered him."
Crew Cut replied dismissively, "Team Leader Lin, although our authority levels are roughly the same, your rank is lower than mine. Your authority was only temporarily raised because of this mission. You're not qualified to speak to me like that."
Lin Beauty snorted coldly. "I've been stationed here for more than half a year carrying out this mission. What you did could ruin all of my work, understand?"
Crew Cut curled his lip disdainfully. "Achievements are measured by whether the objective is accomplished. Don't let your emotions affect you... Heh, women!"
Yet early the next morning, he regretted saying that.
Lin Beauty lost it and directly called Feng Jun. "I need an explanation."
Feng Jun coldly asked in return over the phone, "Do I owe you something?"
"Please come out so we can talk," Lin Beauty said slowly after taking a deep breath. "After all, this is a very private matter."
"At noon.