Everyone fell silent when Mr. Mu questioned them. Han Lihu glanced at Zhao Liben, who was still stuffing his face, and cursed under his breath. With no one responding, he braced himself and said, "That's right, Mr. Mu. We call our organization Divine Will. When I was invited to join, you said we were chosen by the gods, and could lead any life we wanted. But now? I don't get it! Why aren't we earning easy money, and instead risking our lives to clash with the government and the investigation bureau? Is there some benefit here? I can't see it!"
"Lihu, you've recently expanded your influence significantly with the latest equipment from the organization. Isn't it inappropriate to say such things now?" Du Guangyuan said kindly, rubbing his fingers along his insulated cup and looking up at Han Lihu.
