"But right now Mrs. Mo cannot have any issues. Last time, with so many notable figures present, if the lady encounters a problem now and Ming Yue rises to power, what will people think of you, Mr. Mo? They might perceive you as untrustworthy, and after the deed, they’ll get no benefit and might all be eliminated by you. That would be disadvantageous for Mr. Mo."

"Mr. Mo, you should consider the bigger picture!" Ye Gushen pleaded sincerely.

"You don’t get along with Ming Yue? I heard that when old Mr. Qian died of brain cancer, she was the one who said to leave the entire family fortune to you. How long had you been by old Mr. Qian’s side? If it weren’t for Ming Yue helping you, how could you have the status you do today? Now you want her to leave me? Are you also so ungrateful?"

"I’m not familiar with her, don’t know why she said that, but Lan City’s Poison Makers aren’t just her." Ye Gushen remained undisturbed, "Mr. Mo also knows her identity. If Mo Yan Country’s police find out she’s still alive, they’d definitely catch her, and then they’d connect her to Mr. Mo."

"You mean, have her leave my side?"

"Yes!"

Huo Mingyue staying by Mo Qianchi’s side was always a ticking time bomb.

"I will consider it. You go back first!" Mo Qianchi fell into thought.

After Ye Gushen left, he sent a message, then went to the place where Lin Shang was imprisoned.

Lin Shang was taken down from the crucifix, now lying on a wooden plank bed, lips cracked, a noticeable mark left on his left cheek from when Mo Qianchi had scalded him. His clothes were in tatters, revealing crimson bloodstains all over.

"Brother A!"

The guard called respectfully to him, then opened the door for him.

With every step Ye Gushen took, it felt like walking on shards of glass, as he gazed at the lifeless face, his eyes cold and sinister.

Lin Shang’s head was dizzy; hearing those steady footsteps, he couldn’t help slowly opening his eyes, but said nothing.

Ye Gushen spoke coldly, "Pour a cup of water!"

Lin Shang opened his mouth but said nothing.

He had initially wanted to take this opportunity to shout at his boss a bit, telling him to go away and not offer charity, but now he genuinely couldn’t speak!

Ye Gushen’s eyes grew colder.

Soon, a subordinate brought a cup of water and splashed it directly onto Lin Shang’s face.

"What are you doing!" Ye Gushen glared at him, "Did I tell you to splash him?"

"This... is the water meant to be splashed? Isn’t it supposed to be drunk?" The subordinate incredulously looked at Ye Gushen.

Ye Gushen showed a fierce expression, "Nonsense! Hurry up! Mr. Mo hasn’t allowed him to die. If he dies, you can’t afford it with your life!"

"Yes, yes!"

Suddenly, Lin Shang felt proud; not only was his boss still alive, but carried himself with such presence. No matter where he was, the boss was the boss!

Cowardly worship for the boss to go mad!

A cup of water was handed over again, and Ye Gushen eagerly wanted to feed him personally.

Lin Shang was already sitting up, not allowing the boss to be tarnished here thereafter.

"Thanks!" Lin Shang used all his strength to take it, not having tasted a clean drop of water in so long.

He drank quickly, clear water flowing down from the corners of his mouth, "Thank what, you’re still of use to us, so of course keep you alive. Otherwise, you’d be dead by now!"

"Good to be useful! Someday, I’ll show you what truly matters!" Lin Shang smashed the cup onto the ground, "See that? You’re just like this cup now, easily shattered! Stop thinking about those bad things! You will not succeed!"