There was no room for refusal.
Mu Ke froze, motionless.
"Brother, do you know that Mr. Ghost's face has already been exposed during a mission...," Asura tried to speak up for him.
But he was cut off by the man's raised hand, leaving no room for discussion.
Asura's voice stopped abruptly, and suddenly the surroundings became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with everyone afraid to even breathe too loudly.
Yet Mu Ke remained still.
Others might not have seen the real Ghost-Faced Man.
But Asura...
He was not Zhu Hongyan after all, he wasn't sure whether his little tricks would escape his keen eyes.
If by any chance...
Mu Ke clenched his hands tightly, it was a gamble.
Once his identity was exposed, he guessed he would be executed on the spot.
"I've seen the email you forwarded to me, you want me to reuse you, but are you even afraid of taking off a mask?" the man grew angry when he saw Mu Ke's indifference, and with a "bang," he set down his teacup.
