"Them? Who are they?"
At this, Little Moustache faltered again. He hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "To be honest, I don't know them either. They just offered a lot of money."
The main thing was, those people looked like trouble, and Little Moustache didn't dare to cross them.
Qin Jiao lowered her gaze. "I know you're afraid of them, but aren't you afraid of me retaliating? If I wanted to, you, your aunt, and all your relatives might find it impossible to keep living in North City."
Little Moustache froze, suddenly growing tense. He whipped his head around to look at Gu Xu. "Officer, did you hear that? She's threatening me!"
Gu Xu picked at his ear. "Did she? I didn't hear a thing."
Little Moustache: "..."
