Deal from the Devil
MoQiu slowly analyzed the body language of the assassin. He came to the conclusion the assassin is indecisive. He must be the lone wolf type, and this time, he has a compelling enough reason to save one of them. However, forming a team does not look like his forte. Plus, the man looked like he had strong misgivings about allies.
After all, allies betray.
What can they use to make the man talk?
"The more important point is… why is a man like you looking for allies?" MoQiu wondered.
"You don't look particularly young… You must have been doing this for a while. Reconnaissance is the lifeblood of your work, so you must have been fairly meticulous and effective...Why would someone like you make a kind offer to an enemy?"
"He fell in love." MoQiu's father answered.
MoQiu could see the assassin's left eye twitch.
Either they hit the bulls-eye, or they dug themselves a deeper hole to get buried in.