"Will this affect his ability to carry out missions?" The Godfather didn’t care about Ying’s injuries; he only cared if Ying could still undertake missions at this juncture.

Mason was startled; he had thought the Godfather cared about Ying to some extent but realized he was only concerned about whether Ying’s injuries would hinder the mission.

"I think it should be fine because the success of the mission doesn’t depend on his injury, but on whether he gives his all. And his loyalty will definitely not allow for another failure!"

"Good." The Godfather called Ying over, "This is your chance to redeem yourself. The Hua family is restarting the assassination of Hua Linqi. They’ve submitted some evidence to the investigation department, and I want to get my hands on that evidence! Take your team and do it. If you fail, you won’t need to keep your other eye either."

Ying, kneeling on the ground with a face even paler than usual due to his injuries, had his gouged-out eye now covered by an eyepatch.

To the Godfather, who had taken his eye, Ying wore not a hint of resentment or any expression at all on his face.

"Yes, Ying will definitely complete the mission."

Soon, Ying vanished from the room.

The Godfather’s gaze was sardonic: "The perfect puppet—despite being treated so cruelly, he bears no grudges. My brainwashing has indeed succeeded."

Mason sighed, "Aren’t you afraid that pushing him too hard might make him bite back?"

The Godfather sneered, "A dog maybe, but he is just a puppet. Have you ever seen a puppet with the consciousness to rebel? Don’t worry, he would never dare to betray me because by betraying me, he would be completely abandoned by this world—a killer, already severed from society, and unwelcome by anyone. Without a master, he loses his purpose in life. He would be confused, panicking, and lost, ultimately ending his own life."

He had absolute control over Ying. Under his extreme conditioning, Ying had lost the ability and qualification to live as a normal person.

Just like a vampire who could only survive in the darkness, stepping into the sunlight would only lead to being burnt to ashes!

...

"Mr. Tang Sen, what a coincidence, to run into you here in this scenic area." Ye Lu greeted the General Manager of Company S, Tang Sen, who was out for a morning stroll in the park, with great enthusiasm.

Tang Sen looked at her as if he’d seen a ghost, fuming: "Why is it you again, you incessant ghost."

Ye Lu looked innocent: "Mr. Tang Sen, you’re really breaking my heart by saying that. It’s truly a fortuitous coincidence for us to meet."

"Coincidence? Several days in a row? Everywhere I go these past few days, I run into you. Can it really be that coincidental? Coffee shops, the beach, the forest... It’s absurd."

His holiday mood was completely ruined. She followed him like a haunting specter—every time he was comfortably enjoying his vacation, she would appear out of nowhere like a wronged ghost.

It made him utterly furious, now making him sneak around cautiously whenever he left the house, watching and listening in every direction, just to avoid being bothered by her.

Seeing his anger, Ye Lu put on a serious face, bowing deeply, humbling herself:

"I had no choice. You are a stalwart of the company, and I’m new. No matter how hard I try to familiarize myself, it is very difficult to thoroughly understand the company. I truly need you, and the operations of the company can’t go on without you. Mr. Tang Sen, I sincerely ask you to return and assist me. Without you, I really can’t succeed in this competition."

Tang Sen looked at her in utter surprise, noticing her face full of respect and earnestness, an act of deferring to a superior.