"That's impossible. The people I sent saw Kong Jingshan's corpse being carried out with their own eyes; his face was blue and purple, and Kong Lingchuan even called and cried hysterically. How could it be a fake death!"
Cao Ruibin couldn't believe it, and was even less willing to believe he was so foolish, being deceived and played around.
"Seeing it with your own eyes means it's true? My people have been with Kong Jingshan, and he's alive and well. It's just that he has too many bodyguards around him, and it's not easy to make a move. That's why you need to step in."
When Cao Ruibin heard of Kong Jingshan's death, he found it strange that the head of the dignified Kong Family could be poisoned so easily. It turned out to be just a ruse to hide himself.
He pondered over his words, saying, "Sir, you said Kong Jingshan has many bodyguards, but most of my people were captured at the Jile Clubhouse. How can I kill Kong Jingshan? It would be better if you sent some experts."
