Sun Guangyao had just arrived at the Northern City Warehouse and stormed into the room. Upon seeing Li Hong, he threw a punch at Li Hong's face without a word.
"Scum! Traitor!" As Sun Guangyao's fist connected, he finally felt a sense of relief, venting the frustrations that had built up over the past few days.
Li Hong, clutching his swollen face, was both angry and scared, not daring to make any sudden moves. He didn't know if acting recklessly would result in a deadly bullet being fired at him from somewhere.
"Sit... sit down. Let's have a proper talk," Li Hong said, nursing his cheek, speaking to Sun Guangyao.
"Hmph!" Sun Guangyao scoffed and sat down across from Li Hong, who glanced at the two women tied up on the floor.
