Burying Zhang Qizheng's corpse, the group finally felt a weight lifted from their hearts. They boarded the boat and set sail for the opposite shore of the isolated island.

Everyone seemed more relaxed on the way, except for Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. They sat far away on the edge of the boat, somewhat out of sync with the rest of the team. Huai Yi, knowing their concerns, smiled and reassured them not to be afraid, that everyone, like himself, was a good person and generally didn't kill to silence others.

Tang Qisheng almost burst into tears at those words. He had always considered himself a strong person, having struggled to survive countless missions. But this time was different; this mission had completely shattered his previous understanding of missions.

The dangers were self-evident, but just the fact that Jiang Cheng and the others had killed the President of the Night Watchers...that was the President of the Night Watchers! A legendary figure he would never have had the chance to meet in his entire life. Such a monumental event would soon spread like wildfire.

Tang Qisheng considered himself a small fry eking out a living on missions. He couldn't afford to offend Jiang Cheng's group of living gods, and even less could he afford to offend the behemoth that was the Night Watchers. Who was right and who was wrong was not something someone like him could worry about. Frankly, he didn't want to be involved with either of these groups. He had no interest in saving the world; he just wanted to live.

If the Night Watchers found out that he was involved in the President's murder, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a thousand mouths. Moreover, he had heard a thing or two about the Night Watchers' methods. The guys in the Enforcement Division were known as the Watchers in the Night, and many high-ranking disciples with stellar reputations had died at their hands.

Thinking of this, Tang Qisheng, adhering to the principle of a quick death over a lingering one, smiled at Jiang Cheng and said, "Brother Jiang...no, Brother Jiang, are you busy right now? I have a small matter I'd like to trouble you with."

Jiang Cheng looked back at him, "Speak."

Tang Qisheng's expression became even more respectful. "That...thanks to you, Brother Jiang, and...and everyone here, Zhu Jie and I were able to save our lives. We thank you all for that. We will never forget your life-saving grace. We two...we two have a small favor to ask..."

Perhaps knowing that bringing this up at this moment was somewhat inappropriate, Tang Qisheng still hardened his heart. "To be frank, you are all celestial beings. You are not afraid of the Night Watchers, but we are. We two have no sect, and we don't plan to join any faction for the time being. So, once today's events spread, our lives will be in danger..." Tang Qisheng cupped his fist towards Jiang Cheng. "Brother Jiang, please don't publicize today's events. What I mean is, you can say that you killed the President. After all, that might be a great achievement for you. But please don't mention us; just pretend we weren't here."

Jiang Cheng's expression softened. "Oh, is that all?"

Tang Qisheng nodded immediately. "Yes, yes, yes. This is an easy task for you, Brother Jiang. I thank you in advance."

"Rest assured, we will definitely keep our mouths shut." Jiang Cheng patted Tang Qisheng on the shoulder, then looked at Huai Yi, Fatty, and the others. "You agree, right?"

Huai Yi grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale teeth, his smile slightly sinister. "Don't worry, Brother Jiang. When we get out, we'll say that the President's death had nothing to do with Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. We never even saw them."

"Yes, we'll say they were innocent." Yao Shunyu said earnestly.

Tang Qisheng: "???"

Fatty, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, stood up to speak up for justice. "What are you guys talking about? Do you think the Night Watchers will believe you if you say that?"

Tang Qisheng almost burst into tears. From what he had seen along the way, this Fatty seemed to be the only decent one, without so many evil intentions.

"Will the Night Watchers believe us just by saying it? We need to write them a letter, write it in detail, and be sure to explain to them that this matter has nothing to do with Brother Tang and Miss Zhu." Fatty spread out his hands, his expression very innocent.

Tang Qisheng wanted to cry but had no tears. Standing on the boat, he didn't know what to say. At this moment, Wang Qi, who hadn't said much, came forward and said seriously, "Mr. Tang, if it weren't for Jiang Cheng and the others this time, what would have happened to you and Miss Zhu?"

"We...we would have died." Tang Qisheng sighed helplessly. He didn't think that the President would have let them go.

"In that case, now that this matter has just ended, you're already anxious to disassociate yourself from us and demand to stand on a neutral ground. Do you think that's appropriate?"

Tang Qisheng was silent. He understood this principle, but things like benevolence, righteousness, and morality were worthless in the face of survival. The first thing the mission world had taught him was survival and self-preservation.

"It's no exaggeration to say that Jiang Cheng and the others are your saviors. Is this how you repay them?" Wang Qi questioned.

"But...but we just want to live. I'm not like you; you are all big shots, the kind who save the world. But I just want to live. Who controls this world has nothing to do with us. Is that wrong?" Tang Qisheng raised his head.

Wang Qi sneered, "Have you thought about it? Even if we are willing to let you go, will the Night Watchers have no way to investigate this matter and find you? You underestimate them too much. Let me ask you again, if you are caught by the Night Watchers, can you endure the torture and not reveal any information about us?"

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, Wang Qi gave Huai Yi a look. Huai Yi immediately understood and grabbed a thick hemp rope from the boat. With a grim face, he walked towards Tang Qisheng, muttering, "I say, what's the point of wasting words with this kind of person? To me, keeping this kind of person around is useless. I think we might as well strangle him to death and throw him into the lake. Dead men tell no tales."

The horrific scene of Huai Yi chopping the corpse into pieces was still vivid in his mind. As soon as Tang Qisheng saw him, his legs began to cramp. Seeing Huai Yi approaching step by step, he even had the intention of jumping ship, but when he thought about the fact that there might be some ghosts in this lake, he hesitated again. In the end, he collapsed to the ground and compromised.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng didn't give him a good look either. "Mr. Tang, to be honest, keeping you and Zhu Jie around doesn't do us much good. It would be easier to just kill you. But we are not the Night Watchers; we don't want to do that kind of thing. But please recognize your position and don't make things difficult for us."

Tang Qisheng's face was more ugly than crying. "I understand, everyone...everyone, brothers, I misspoke earlier. Please don't hold it against me. From today on, we are all ants on the same rope. I..."

Before he could finish his words, a wave suddenly hit, and Tang Qisheng, unable to stand steady, almost fell into the water.