Explaining Feng Jun's logic in writing would have been terribly verbose, but everyone present understood it at once: he wanted to avoid suspicion.
Guan Shanyue had been wrestling with this issue all along. Hearing that, she gritted her teeth and made up her mind. "How about this? Please rest and recuperate for a few days, Senior Feng, then make another trip into the secret realm to investigate and see what's really going on inside."
Feng Jun was stunned. He raised a hand and pointed at his own nose, asking in disbelief, "I'm going in alone?"
Guan Shanyue smiled. "Senior Feng is open-hearted and honorable, a true man of great virtue and cultivation. We trust you."
Feng Jun froze for a moment, then gave her a thumbs-up. "Director Guan, your gambling spirit is first-rate—not just among women, but among men too... Have you really thought this through? If I say there was no gain, then there was absolutely no gain. You cannot question it in any way."
Guan Shanyue nodded decisively. "No questioning. Whatever you say goes. Senior Feng's promise is worth far more than the little foundation Cinnabar Cloud Heaven possesses... To be honest, I can't find anyone more suitable than you."
Feng Jun agreed with her assessment and smiled with a slight nod, but he still needed to emphasize one point. "There's one final detail I need to settle... Can you represent all of Cinnabar Cloud Heaven? Will anyone else jump out and make trouble?"
"No one will make trouble," Guan Shanyue answered with absolute certainty—and offered no explanation whatsoever.
At that moment, she finally shed the air of a neighborhood auntie and became a person of high standing with everything firmly under control.
Hearing that, Feng Jun immediately raised his brows and said with a smile, "Fine, I'll