Li San's breath hitched slightly as he smirked, "Let's just say I don't have a vendetta against him, but that doesn't mean others don't want him dead!"
His words carried profound implications.
Li Qiao stood up straight, her delicate brows and eyes containing a seriousness rarely seen, "Does he have many enemies?"
"So many that the moment he lets down his guard, he could be riddled with bullets like a hornet's nest," Li San said in a half-joking tone, yet there was not a trace of laughter in his deep-set eyes. "Do you think he's dominated the South Sea for so long just with his business acumen?
Qiaoqiao, don't underestimate Shang Shaoyan. What you've seen is just the tip of the iceberg—he's never been a good person."
The phrase 'not a good person' coming from Li San once again silenced Li Qiao.
What defines a good person from a bad one?
Is it merely what others say?
