Wang Qunyou couldn't help sighing again. Normally, in Nanjing and Shanghai, he felt Kong Lingli handled matters quite prudently, especially when dealing with elders and big shots—that mouth of his could charm anyone into beaming smiles.
However, this wasn't the time to put on airs. Things were practically burning at everyone's eyebrows; who cared whose family you belonged to? Kong Lingli might be able to keep up an act, but he certainly couldn't. During this period, anyone associated with the Yangtze Company—or rather, anyone associated with Kong Lingli—met a miserable death. If he still couldn't see that someone was targeting Kong Lingli, he wouldn't have been sent by Kong Xiangyuan to assist his own son.
"Lingli, the current situation is unclear. A few days ago, Wu Fa from the Secrecy Bureau wanted to capture the Ghost, and within a couple of days, he was killed. Yesterday, I contacted Wen Huaming, and that very night, he was killed. This is a sign that danger is closing in. You must take this seriously."
Chapter 153