"You can't say that entirely, there might still be a sliver of chance," Lin Yi said:
"No matter what, the three of us are in an adversarial relationship. If we can use this layer of relationship well, it might be of some help."
"That's exactly the problem," Ning Che said:
"Whether it's Mammon or the Gongyuan Association, none of them are easy to deal with. Trying to use this relationship well among the three parties is not an easy task."
Ning Che casually lit a cigarette and said:
"I'm really conflicted right now!"
"Conflicted about what?"
"I don't want the speculation to be true. Facing two major forces is too hard, but I also want to meet the person you're talking about."
"Don't rush this kind of thing. Even if you don't meet today, you will meet someday."
After speaking, Lin Yi took out his phone and sent a message to the group.
"Everyone assemble at the base in four hours."
After sending the message, Lin Yi put his phone in his pocket.
"Do you have a modified car?"