Han XiGuang didn't need to beat around the bush. When it comes to the business, he didn't see the need to keep a traitor that could stab him in the back. In the business where he sells weapon, everyone wants him dead. Much more as he had become one of the biggest dealer in China, trading with the Russians who are the biggest income. Everyone covet for his seat and couldn't wait to get themselves in it.
Han XiGuang looked at NaGuam, ChangYi, and JiangNin. The three men was one of the most trustworthy people in this business with each works under him for different aspects. But he was familiar with how betrayal brew. Even the loyalest men would bite its master's hand when their eyes are colored in greed. The wealth and money he has was enough to waver their loyalty, making them to want his seat even if it means to kill him.
ChangYi frowned deeply, the youngest didn't seem please with what he had heard, "Sir Han, when were you attacked?"
