"Seven years ago, did you participate in an assassination mission, or rather, did the Mo Family get involved?" Chen Tianlong got straight to the point.
"Ass...assassination mission?" Mo Chou hesitated, then quickly reacted, "No, for the past ten years, I've been in the South Sea city, striving for the Mo Family's economy. How would I have the time for any assassination mission, and...do you think my skills are qualified for that?"
Mo Chou forced a bitter smile; if he had such capability, why would he be waiting for threats?
Upon hearing this, Chen Tianlong was also frustrated. Mo Chou seemed to be telling the truth. It seemed like this Mo Chou was not capable—just an ordinary martial artist.
