Chen Wei looked at Pan Long's corpse on the ground and said to a few of his underlings:
"You know what to say and what not to say, right?"
The underlings smiled obsequiously:
"Of course, Brother Wei, don't worry. It was Zhou Qing who killed him."
They had also participated in killing Pan Long, how could they dare to speak up?
Chen Wei nodded and continued:
"For the next few days, live like you used to. Wait this out, then leave South Sea. Take the money and live the life you want."
The underlings' faces lit up.
Each received a million; they could live comfortably in a small place for the rest of their lives!
No need to live by the knife edge anymore.
Chen Wei waved them off:
"You guys can go now."
The underlings quickly left.
Chen Wei sat on the couch and took a big swig from Zhou Qing's unfinished drink.
He smashed the bottle on the table in a fit of rage, tears streaming down:
"Nana, I finally avenged you. You can come back now!"
