"Heard you're in a bit of trouble again?"
Chen Longtou asked jokingly on the other end of the line.
"Yeah." Ji Jue nodded, "Lately it feels like a lot of people suddenly want me dead, do you have any clues?"
"Don't underestimate your popularity, 'Mr. Ji,' haven't there always been a lot of people wanting you dead?"
Chen Xingzhou laughed maliciously, like someone in a mud pit watching another unfortunate soul just fall in:
"Sometimes, once you climb up, even doing nothing and just breathing can be an original sin... let alone someone like you, who likes 'to make a difference'?"
Ji Jue rolled his eyes, why don't you just say that I like to stir things up?
After this unusual greeting ended, Chen Xingzhou asked, "Got any suspects?"
"Hmm, let me see..."
Ji Jue pondered for a moment, then declared emphatically, "Evil Cult!"
"..."
