Dane knew very well that if he killed Philip outside, the news would definitely reach Zenith’s ears.

If that happened, Dane would die for sure.

Thus, he could only make a move inside.

He could even shift the blame to others to protect himself.

Frowning, Palmer said helplessly, “Are you sure you want to do this?

I don’t think it’s good for us.” Dane fell silent.

His clothes fluttered in the breeze, and his silhouette looked a little forlorn.