Lin Chuqiao spread her hands, smiling self-deprecatingly:
"That's the tricky part. You need to find an honest person with principles and convince them to join an underground organization like ours, without using any dirty tricks to force them. I've been racking my brain on what to do these past two days."
Fang Cheng looked at her troubled expression, a smile playing at the corner of his lips:
"Isn't the opportunity right here today? He's come to us willingly."
Hearing this, Lin Chuqiao smiled:
"Then let's see how you, the big boss of the Illuminati, make your move to win him over and have him join willingly."
As she spoke, her gaze casually swept across the surroundings, peeking through the gaps in several layers of scaffolding and landing on the bustling street below.
Suddenly, her eyes sharpened, and she reminded:
"He's here, Brother Cheng."
Fang Cheng heard her and followed her gaze, looking down.
