C153 The Clues Were Cut off

"Stop, I have one condition. Agree to it, and I'll spill the beans."

Yuh Wenming approached the Counterfeiter, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, let's hear it."

He nodded toward Zhang Xinyue, "Only one of you can stay. I don't want a third party privy to this matter."

The confidentiality agreement was in place; the circle of knowledge had to be kept tight