People who live by the blade don't have time for sentimental nonsense.
If you like someone, you chase them. If you can't win them over, you take them by force.
The key is to be fast, ruthless, and precise.
On missions, Xue Can would always tell them their movements weren't clean enough, that they should do this or that to complete the job more efficiently and safely.
So why was he being so wishy-washy now that he was chasing a girl?
As for getting rid of a love rival, Mo Bei was one hundred percent on board. He was even willing to help.
Xue Can's face darkened. "All you think about is fighting and killing. Can't you use your brain for once?"
Mo Bei: [・_・?]
'Did I just get chewed out?'
'What? Did I say something wrong? How am I the one who doesn't use his brain?'
Xue Can didn't give Mo Bei a chance to ask, just told him to drive to the Skytop Hotel.
He was just talking. He would never actually make a move on Fu Cheng.
