Ning Ge smiled, and Qi Taiguo's face darkened. His aura grew colder as he gradually tightened his grip on Ning Ge's collar.
"Cough cough, don't get excited, I didn't say anything." Ning Ge patted his hand and said, "Let go first, I'm running out of breath here."
With a grunt, Qi Taiguo loosened his grip, and Ning Ge gained his freedom.
"That last mission, with the highway bandit, was it you who tipped me off?" Qi Taiguo looked at him and asked.
"Yes!"
Qi Taiguo's breathing tightened slightly.
"Were you the one who killed Master Wei?"
"No!"
Qi Taiguo's breathing relaxed again. He looked at Ning Ge and asked, "Do you know about Master Wei? Do you know what I have? How could you... "
"I'm a spy!"
Ning Ge's light remark pierced into Qi Taiguo's ears, and he stared at him, dumbfounded.
Ning Ge walked over to the balcony railing, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and offered one to Qi Taiguo first.
