The three-man team had finally settled on a godlike... shameless tactic, and the journey ahead suddenly felt inexplicably long.
Because honestly, the odds of this plan succeeding were even lower than Mu Fan's robbery plan.
But White Hair was terrified just thinking about it. If Yin Da Shuaibi ended up on the wanted list of the entire Xinqiluo Business Alliance, the expressions on his biological father's face and those of the family's many elders would surely be spectacular.
More than half of Yin Corporation's business was on the Xinqiluo side. If that line were cut, the family's influence would likely collapse like an avalanche.
But since they had already agreed to Mu Fan's proposal, the immense pressure pushed White Hair to surpass himself. He decided that even if he died in the end, he had to stop Mu Fan from acting on his urge to rob someone.
This wasn't the Federation, brother.
The matter on Landu Star had only just been suppressed, and even Baldy had left.
But this time, this handsome guy didn't want to leave.
As for the fatty, he was already considering which posture would make his begging more effective.
As for Mu Fan...
He leaned back against the soft genuine leather sofa, his fingertips tapping the armrest again and again as his gaze drifted far away.
He was wondering how long it would take Shadow Island to fly here...
This was probably the first time he was about to do something bad.
He felt a little guilty.
Well, he really was a little guilty. That was all.
The next plan should be more detailed.
He made up his mind that if he really had to rob someone, he would definitely use Black to forge a perfect alibi. He absolutely could not drag down these two companions.