The Blood Matrix

Xia Fei kept his Celestial Moon as he slowly paced toward Skyhook. "I wish to know just one thing: How much did Li Mo give you?"

He did not make this statement loudly, yet it was very penetrative. When people were in trouble, they would sometimes be reticent or make a last-ditch gamble. Xia Fei just happened to be the latter. As long as there was a slim glimmer of hope, he would not easily give up.

Hook chuckled but did not say a word. His finger tapped on his chair rhythmically. "Indeed, the person who contacted me has connections to Li Mo, but whether he's the mastermind or not, I'm sure you're clearer on that fact compared to me. You're a smart man, so you should know very well whom you've offended."