After all, nothing is more important than one's life!
Xia Wenmo glanced at the man in black number 3, his expression indifferent, "Can you handle those three guys? If not, I can help you out."
The man in black number 3 opened his mouth and finally spoke, "I appreciate both of your concerns."
If he were to try to persuade the others, he feared he might be treated as the main culprit. If any of them wanted to clear their names and sold him out, he would still be the unlucky one.
Better to have all of them turned against each other. Then, everyone would be in the same boat — no one superior to others.
Xia Wenmo and Song Sinian, of course, understood the man in black number 3's thoughts. Now that he had figured it out, that would make things easier.
"Rest assured, we will take good care of the other three too."
"..."
Night fell, and a light rain began, only stopping by the next morning.
