"Mr. Wang, did Bai Maoliang take you to the Border Guard Camp just now because he wants you to join the military?"
"That's his intention."
The current Wa Xueming is no longer the clumsy miner he once was. As he made tea, he calmly responded to Chaojun's question.
Chaojun frowned slightly.
"Mr. Wang, although joining the military will give you control over more armed forces, don't forget our real goal is to gather evidence of the Bai Family's crimes and the drug distribution chain into the country. Now that we've finally gotten close to the core business of the organization, we can't lose focus because of this."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Wa Xueming pushed the teacup towards Chaojun and took a sip himself.
Reassured, Chaojun finally relaxed, drank the tea in one gulp, and turned to leave the room.
As he stared at the closed door, a complicated look flashed in Wa Xueming's eyes.
Power can make a person lose themselves.
