Xiao Yan looked around Xiao Long's study.
Things were scattered all over the floor, and the entire desk was covered in marks from being struck.
Xiao Long's eyes were bloodshot as well. He had clearly run into a serious problem.
So Xiao Yan spoke with great respect, without the carefree arrogance he had shown when they met before.
Xiao Long did not say much.
Instead, he took out his phone, switched back to the screen he had just been viewing, and handed it to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan took the phone and looked at it.
Then he heard Xiao Long's teeth-grinding voice:
"This guy is called Xiao Bei. Some loser who came out of nowhere. Just because Xiao Nan is looking after him, he dares to steal what's mine."
"Young Master Xiao Long, what would you have me do?"
Xiao Yan set down the phone and looked at Xiao Long.
Xiao Long's mouth twitched, and his whole body became extremely cold.
Then he looked at Xiao Yan with a sinister expression.
"Xiao Bei. I want him dead. Now. Immediately. The sooner he dies, the better. No, leave him barely alive and bring him to me. I want to finish him personally. Letting him die so easily would be letting him off too lightly!"
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Yan.
"Any problem?"
Upon hearing Xiao Long's words, Xiao Yan froze slightly.
Then he looked at Xiao Long. He wanted to say something, but swallowed the words.
Seeing this, Xiao Long frowned slightly and said to him:
"Is there a problem?"
"Young Master Xiao Long, killing him would be easy. There wouldn't be any problem at all. But it definitely can't be done that quickly. You need to give me time to prepare. I just saw that he knows Xiao