Tan Lang stood there, legs slightly apart, hands clasped together, his expression as sincere as possible.
Old Jiang also stood silently beside him, half of his body hidden in the darkness, with no one noticing his tense nerves.
…
Li Xiaotian waited quietly here.
Soon, immense wealth would come rushing in, with brothers around guarding tightly, with their people under the shadow of every pillar.
This was also to guard against being double-crossed.
However.
Being in this environment, Li Xiaotian never let his guard down, his daily sixth sense was also very sharp.
In theory, all of them were trusted, so it should be foolproof...but.
He looked around, always feeling that something was off.
The brothers appeared cautious; Tan Lang and Old Jiang, his two reliable aides, were beside him, while other middle and high ranks were scattered throughout the market, unable to get involved...
Li Xiaotian thought carefully and suddenly realized something terrifying—
