The car's interior fell into silence.
A hint of regret crossed Feng Haonan's face. He hesitated before saying, "Perhaps, we can find a solution that would work for everyone."
"What kind of solution would that be?" Jin Xin retorted, "Just like the way you assured that Li Jizu wouldn't die?"
Feng Haonan remained silent. He only made the suggestion with no anticipation of Jin Xin's harsh response.
Jin Xin was blunt, "Even with all your preparations, you couldn't protect Li Jizu, which implies that no amount of your promises can assure the absolute safety of Li Yawei. With this in mind, how do we discuss? I can get Shen Yue to extract the truth that Li Yawei knows, and then give her a funeral with a clear conscience using the benefits you've offered?"
Standing up, Jin Xin chuckled coldly, "Sorry, but I have morals and I cannot make money that is against my conscience." He then pushed open the car door, preparing to jump out.