Isaac might be ruthless, but he was also too calculating and cautious to have blood on his hands.

“Do you think I need to kill you myself?" Isaac retorted, sneering coldly.

Darnley's eyes flickered with tension. “What is your implication?"

Isaac's demeanor remained apathetic, akin to a casual observation of the day's pleasant weather.

“How did the pilot and co-pilot perish in the plane crash?"