Folsom’s words could be interpreted in another meaning. ‘Yeah, we’re trying to kill you but what can you do about that?’

There was a violent fire burning in Xia Lei’s soul, masked by his calmness on the surface. 

“Xia Lei, still the same example.” Hattori Mei interjected, “The American Intelligence Department and Special Forces had tracked him for more than ten years, but he died in the end. I think you should consider your future cautiously. Your people may be able to protect you for now, that we believe. But have you ever thought about how they would treat you once you lose your value?” 

Xia Lei averted his gaze to Hattori Mei. “Baseless assumptions? I don’t remember you as such a naive person.” 

The woman shrugged. “The Chinese always say that bitter medicines cure diseases. A piece of honest advice may be unpleasant to the ear. I’m sure you understand what I mean. Plus, the Thunder Horse Organization’s development is bound to reach a peak. You’re not going...