"Considering that you once followed me, I will now give you a dignified way to die."
Xiao Zheng took a pistol from someone, then threw it in front of Yan Guanghui, "Do it yourself!"
No matter what, Yan Guanghui had been his follower, and since he had to die, Xiao Zheng wasn't about to let someone gun him down chaotically.
Yan Guanghui, trembling, took the pistol in front of him and slowly placed it under his chin, giving a grin, "Sect Leader, if given another chance, I would still do the same."
"I know, I understand your nature well."
To Xiao Zheng, Yan Guanghui's words were not surprising at all, for Yan had always harbored rebellious elements. Even if Xiao Zheng had not left Zhonghai, Yan would have eventually rebelled.
"Ha, you know me well, Sect Leader! It's just a pity, I, Yan Guanghui, was born in the wrong era. If we were not in the same era, I would have been the king of Zhonghai! Bang!"
