Yu Xiuzhun crossed his long legs, lazily resting his head as he watched Dan Hanxi.
"You know what I mean." Dan Hanxi didn't get angry, just turned his head, looking in the direction of Yu Xiuzhun.
His chilly eyes exuded a thick killing intent.
"You do think highly of me, letting me act in a place like this."
"We all know the Yu family's background. Places like that are not filled with police, but criminals." Dan Hanxi's body swayed slightly, attempting to sit up, but he fell back onto the pillow due to exhaustion.
"Look at you, barely able to breathe, yet eager to plot against others. Truly difficult for you," mocked Yu Xiuzhun.
"I'll have someone handle this. Save your energy to live a little longer; I don't want to be collecting your body anytime soon."
"I know my own body," Dan Hanxi said with a pale face, yet without any trace of fear, his indifferent tone as if he wasn't discussing his own life or death.
