"I don't need to elaborate on those matters in the officialdom, right?" Zhan Tian took a puff and blew the smoke towards Zhan Ting, who frowned and waved away the drifting smoke with his hand. "Could you use your connections to find the people who handled the case back then and ask if there's any new discovery?"
Seeing no reaction from Zhan Ting, Zhan Tian walked over to the window and opened it. "Of course, if you don't want to do it, that's fine, I can find someone else. But..." He looked at Zhan Ting and sneered. "However, this would mark the end of us as brothers."
"Brother, are you forcing me?"
"Interpret it however you like. I can give you the credit and take this matter upon myself, but that doesn't mean I'll swallow my pride like you." Zhan Tian extinguished the cigarette halfway on the windowsill, the white ashes starkly contrasting against the green wall, glaring in Zhan Ting's eyes.
