Kong Ming had never said it outright, but Mu Chen had been thinking of testing him.
Mu Chen was both a Navy admiral and the Revolutionary Army's second-in-command. Tsk, tsk, no matter how he thought about it, it felt a little awkward. A double agent—just thinking about it was thrilling.
Seeing that Kong Ming had no intention of leaving, Mu Chen also understood that Kong Ming had most likely stayed by his side to repay his kindness.
Still, Mu Chen was somewhat uneasy. He casually said, "Fleet Admiral Sengoku sent us to the South Blue to search for traces of the Revolutionary Army. We went there a few years ago too. Why do you think we could never find them?"
Kong Ming also realized that Mu Chen seemed to be speaking with a hidden meaning.
Although he had guessed something, he did not want to look too deeply into it.
But since Mu Chen had asked, he could only tell the truth.
"Admiral Mu Chen, I don't think we failed to find them. I think someone has been hiding their tracks."
Mu Chen froze for a moment when Kong Ming said that, then pressed on. "Someone is hiding them?"
"Tell me, who is bold enough to do that?"
"The Revolutionary Army is a group of criminals!"
"Admiral Mu Chen, you shouldn't put it that way. I once investigated those so-called Revolutionary Army members. Most of what they destroyed were secret prisons of the World Government, and those they protected were pitiful slaves and commoners oppressed by nobles. As for who is hiding them, it's those ordinary civilians. In their hearts, the Revolutionary Army is more trustworthy than our Navy. If I weren't a marine, and arresting the Revolutionary Army weren't my duty, I wouldn't want any conflict with them either."