Of course, the price might be their lives; second, he, Duan Lao, would have to continue living under the threat of assassination.
And neither of them could serve as Duan Lao's bodyguard for an extended period.
Once they left, Duan Lao's safety would no longer be guaranteed.
"Strange, they all want to kill you, yet you're still afraid of hurting them?" Qu Tan'er found it somewhat incomprehensible. If she knew someone had tried to kill her time and again, she would definitely not be lenient. Besides, the Duan Lao she knew was not a man of indecision.
At this moment, upon hearing these words, Duan Lao's Mou Hua flickered.
Qu Tan'er's expression stalled, then she had a sudden realization, "I see now. You're worried about that one accident."
"Accident?" Mo Liancheng asked as he looked toward Qu Tan'er.
"Haha, he's afraid... of that slight possibility."
"Hm? Don't beat around the bush."
"Worried that neither person is the assassin, dummy."
"..."
