"Don't let the knife drop, and definitely don't let anyone snatch it away. Make sure it stays in your hand."
Nan Zhubin spoke very meticulously.
Nan Zhubin lowered his voice, yet ensured it was loud enough to pierce through the surrounding noise and reach Old Mo.
"I just want to talk to you, just a few words."
[Emotion Soothing]
"I have nothing to say to you; you're one of them!" Old Mo suddenly flipped the knife around, pointing it at Nan Zhubin, eliciting another round of gasps.
The first attempt at calming wasn't very successful.
"You're a liar; you've been hired by the company to help drive prices down and assist in layoffs!"
Faced with such accusations, Nan Zhubin didn't argue back.
At this moment, any denial could lead the already impulsive visitor towards an even more unpredictable direction.
Nan Zhubin thought for a moment and changed tactics.
