"Who are you? Your man has fallen into my hands. If you want him to live, I think you should know what to do?"
His words were measured,
yet they carried a chillingly low pressure, dense with threat.
Lu Xiao listened, "..."
His grip on the phone tightened involuntarily.
It was Li Tingze.
He couldn't be clearer about what this meant, his undercover agent had been discovered.
Yet he continued to remain silent, knowing that speaking now would reveal his identity to Li Tingze.
Seeing that he was not responding, Li Tingze suddenly snorted a laugh and then slowly said,
"Why not say anything? Don't you believe? Well, I'll let you listen to his voice right now."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden punch seemed to strike somewhere, and a man's agonized scream emanated from the phone.
Lu Xiao's entire demeanor became even colder than the winter outside; his fists clenched, his eyes flashed with icy rage and a hint of murderous intent.
