Qinghe Branch of the Salt Gang.
The candlelight flickered in a luxurious and spacious room, where Bai Guinong, his face twisted with rage, stood bare-chested, his eyes fierce and violent, and it's been like this for days.
He had tried every method he could think of.
Yet, there was no trace of the killer.
He had completely given up.
But returning without success this time, he would surely lose face in the gang, utterly humiliated.
He was furious, unable to sleep at all.
"Damn it!"
"I'll kill you!"
Bai Guinong roared, not knowing if he was cursing the murderer who killed Bai Ruyun, or cursing Qiao Beiming, who sent him to investigate, or perhaps both.
"Hmph!"
The woman let out a muffled groan, her lips bitten to the point of bleeding, the crimson blood making her already swollen lips look even more alluring.
"Bai Guinong, the Law Enforcement Elder of the Salt Gang..."
