"What's your plan next?" Mu Xingye raised his hand, clinking glasses with Hancheng.
"Although I've learned the truth and Jones is dead, this matter isn't over. Since I've already waded into these troubled waters, I've never considered pulling out."
"You really don't have to..."
"I've already made up my mind. You're fighting alone after all, and if I can lend a helping hand, at least it gives me peace of mind."
"Thank you."
"Don't be so sentimental!" Hancheng lifted his glass, offering a toast to Mu Xingye.
Mu Xingye raised his glass and drained it in one go.
"Jack Chesnutt is different from his father. Perhaps he was initially against this matter, too."
Mu Xingye nodded, "Let's observe the situation's development and then judge him."
"Exactly. We can't let our guard down with him, especially since he only knows about Pengpeng's connection with the R Virus."
The harbor is just ahead, and the boat slowed down.
Hancheng opened his mouth but couldn't bring himself to ask.
