Interrogation, Harvest, Luck

Frank watched Grote disappear into the darkness and couldn't help but ask, "Are you really letting him go?"

He didn't want to let go of such scum, not to mention that Grote had heard a lot of their conversation. It would be easy for him to spill the beans.

Luke glanced at him and said, "I'm not interested in arguing with Red about who's right or wrong. Just let him go. I'm a man of my word."

Frank frowned. "Are you serious?"

Luke shrugged. "I don't want Red to become like us, so there was no need to kill Grote earlier."

Frank: …People like us? What do you mean by that?

As for Grote, Frank didn't really care. He would kill him the next time he encountered him.

Luke didn't want to talk about such a petty matter. He took out a side mirror from his backpack and then gave Frank a wireless earpiece. After explaining how to use it, he signaled for the operation to begin.

"Leave the unrelated people to me," Luke said.