"Are you two implying that you have some unspeakable secrets?"
Almost simultaneously.
Luo Fei's curiosity was also piqued by their conversation.
Zhao Mingjun gave a dry laugh upon hearing this.
"Mr. Luo, that's not exactly what I mean. After all, walking along the shore, how can you not get your shoes wet?"
"Besides, we still have to do business in the future and don't want to offend too many people. Plus, some of the gossip we have is merely based on speculation, and we're not one hundred percent sure. Randomly spreading it around doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?"
As Zhao Mingjun spoke, he chuckled and scratched the back of his head.
Luo Fei, however, maintained a stern face and said seriously.
"Mr. Zhao, it's not that I don't want to believe you. But as things stand, if you refuse to provide details, the true cause of Zhao Ligang's death will never be clarified."
