"Think it over." Yin Guan struck while the iron was hot. "I can help you hide your identity very well!"
In some unknown person's courtyard, the two men who had taken over the magpie's nest were discussing whether to join forces.
Yin Guan seemed especially proactive today. Of course, this was not the first time he had extended an invitation, nor was it the first time Jiang Wang had refused.
Jiang Wang said gloomily, "If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place."
"If you don't want anyone to know, just kill everyone who knows," Yin Guan reminded him.
"There are no walls in this world that don't let the wind through."
"Then you didn't kill cleanly enough."
Jiang Wang had not wanted to say anything offensive, but seeing how persistent the other man was, he could only be more direct. "I don't want to live a life where tomorrow is never guaranteed, hunted everywhere I go."
Yin Guan looked puzzled. "Aren't you already being hunted everywhere you go?"
Jiang Wang: ...
Yin Guan patiently coaxed him. "If you join us, then the next time you run into someone like Zhao Xuanyang, you can contact me directly. I'll gather everyone and help you deal with him cleanly."
"Oh?" Jiang Wang asked. "What if I run into Pei Xinghe?"
Yin Guan frankly said, "Then you won't be able to contact me."
"That's exactly it." Jiang Wang's voice carried regret. "Hell's Gate isn't for me."
In truth, both of them knew that Jiang Wang's refusal to join Hell's Gate had nothing to do with whether a Yama position was lucky or unlucky, whether it earned much or little, or whether it was dangerous...
It was because Jiang Wang did not approve of Hell's Gate's ideals, nor