"What are you trying to do?"
"Are you planning to shoot us?"
"I never thought you would be so ungrateful. General Mo was wrong about you!"
At the sight, the veiled woman snapped angrily and instinctively went on guard.
Mo Long said nothing, but a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes, and his fingers curled slightly.
If Jun Wangchen tried to shoot them, he would have no choice but to kill him, just as he had killed the man in black.
Seeing the veiled woman's angry expression, Jun Wangchen was speechless. "Would you stop overthinking this? I'm not some maniac who kills everyone he sees."
"If you're not, then why are you holding a gun?" the veiled woman demanded.
Jun Wangchen bent his elbow, turning the hand holding the pistol toward himself. To an onlooker, he looked like someone about to shoot himself.
"Hey, hey, hey! I only criticized you a little. Surely you're not going to take it so badly that you shoot yourself?" The veiled woman's eye twitched at his action.
Mo Long also spoke up to dissuade him. "Mr. Jun, Xiaomin can be rather blunt at times. Even if her words were unpleasant, she meant no harm. If they've caused you serious emotional distress, I can have her apologize."
"How do you two have such wild imaginations? Who said I was going to kill myself?" Jun Wangchen looked exasperated.
"You're pointing a gun at yourself. If you're not killing yourself, are you playing with yourself?"
Jun Wangchen: "..."
Full marks for that fucking analogy.
Taking a deep breath, Jun Wangchen decided not to explain anything to the two of them. He simply pulled the trigger and fired at himself.
Mo Long and the veiled woman's expressions changed drastically. They had thought Jun Wangchen was only putting on