Major Wu laughed, his laughter tinged with sarcasm, "Very well, Mr. Ling is indeed straightforward. My purpose is actually very simple. Number Ten has been poisoned by you, and I want you to hand over the antidote."
Ling Zhenfei had guessed correctly, it was indeed about the Half Moon Powder. "So that's how it is. If you had said so earlier, it wouldn't have been an issue. Of course, I can give them the antidote, but why should I?"
Seeing Major Wu at a loss for words, Ling Zhenfei continued, "As assassins, they should have been ready to face death after failing their task. At that time, they had already lost their fighting strength."
"First, I did not throw them off the cliff, and second, I did not call the police to send them to prison. Instead, I let them go. And now, here you are, asking me for their antidote. Things are not that simple."