A dozen minutes later.
After walking quite a distance, Ma Qiu Philip stopped, glanced back, and realized that the father and son they had encountered earlier were no longer in sight.
However, the sunken and emaciated appearance of the duo lingered vividly in his mind.
The pale face, the bloated skin, the feeble steps...
"Compared to me, they have a distinct difference. It seems that not only do I need to get the details right, but I must also fast for a while to make my disguise more convincing, to infiltrate Grey Forest City more smoothly," Ma Qiu murmured.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Qiu sighed, "Sigh, it's really not easy. If I had known, I wouldn't have chosen this job."
No, he still would have chosen it.
Ma Qiu had just finished speaking when he denied it in his heart.
Yes, even if he had known how difficult it would be, he would still have chosen it.
After all, he has ambition.
