"Explanation?"
Xiao Qiang did not turn to look at Sun Xinyue, but faintly said, "What do I need to explain?"
Sun Xinyue was taken aback, unable to speak for a while.
"You've murdered someone! And it's the son of one of the top bosses of the three major gangs in Mingzhu. Bi Jianren has been friends with my uncle for decades. My uncle will not let this go."
After a long while, Sun Xinyue spoke hastily to Xiao Qiang, her face filled with worry. She knew all too well what kind of man her uncle was. In Sun Xinyue's view, Xiao Qiang's actions were akin to seeking death.
"Only children care about right or wrong, adults look at the pros and cons. What choice do you think your uncle will make between a pre-existing strongman and a gang leader?"
Xiao Qiang slowly turned around, now wearing a pair of glasses he had bought previously, which he thought made him look more sophisticated. Looking at Sun Xinyue's still tense and exquisite face, he found it was full of fear.
