Leng Shuang didn't doubt that.
Yang Qingxi's strength she had seen during the daily training.
"Of course," Su Mo added after a moment, "there's one exception among them."
Leng Shuang glanced at him, thinking of the information. "Jerry?"
Su Mo gave a small nod as his lips twitched.
"You know. He's… special. His loyalty to Ye Chen is unquestionable."
"Should I kill him?" Leng Shuang suggested, making the neck wiping gesture.
"No, that would make Richard our enemy too."
There was a short pause.
"Just keep him occupied," Su Mo said lightly. "That should be enough."
Leng Shuang didn't respond, but she understood.
The plan sounded simple, but it relied heavily on timing and perception.
Still, given how calm Su Mo was, she guessed he must have planned everything.
Actually, Su Mo just didn't care.
The King's Palace was useful to him, but that doesn't mean it was necessary to have it. He just felt it was a waste for Ye Chen to have them.
They drove in silence for a while.
