Shi Yuanhang's sounded fierce as he grabbed Mu Xichen's collar roughly.
From where he was, Peter could clearly see the veins popping out on Shi Yuanhang's temple, making him look particularly sinister.
Peter calmed down and relaxed a little. He looked at Mu Xichen who was leaning against the wall and sneered. He said in fluent English, "Mu, you're a smart person. This situation is very disadvantageous for you."
Mu Xichen's face was pale and he was obviously exhausted.
His eyes were now unfocused, he'd lost the smugness from before.
Peter also took out a cigarette and lit it. "Jiang came to look for you and was ambushed by my brothers. Now, he has run away with his tail between his legs. Your good friend Gu has been invited by us as a guest temporarily. No one can save you now. By the time they get here, do you think your dead body be cold as stone?"
Mu Xichen narrowed his eyes and asked, "He is with you?"
