"Glenlivet, why are you still keeping Scotch!" Rum's questioning echoed through the conference room. "Are you saying you wrecked my plan, and now you expect me to personally shrink my own sphere of influence? Rum, who in their right mind would make a deal like that?" Tamazawa Shuxin's smile carried a mocking amusement, as if ridiculing Rum's overestimation of his own abilities. Too bad Rum hadn't turned on the video feed; otherwise, he would have blown his top ages ago.
"I am helping you purge a batch of unclean bugs. That benefits both you and The Organization."
"Rum, your skin just keeps getting thicker. You crossed the line messaging Gin, and if you stretch your hand out too far, it's going to get chopped off." Tamazawa Shuxin pierced straight through the pretense without a single detour. "Internal troubles versus external threats—I can still tell the two apart. Am n I right, Rum?"
Chapter 22