"Let him go, or don't blame me for getting rough with you!"
His words were harsh and cold, and Hong Baiqing's aura steadily grew stronger as he stared coldly at Lin Shuguang.
Whatever had happened, they could not let someone throw the Special Management Bureau into chaos.
"Finished spouting nonsense?" Lin Shuguang turned his head, his gaze cold and dark. "You dared to dock my mission rewards at will, but now you're afraid of me coming for you? If you dared to do it, don't play the coward and preach at me. Cough up every last cent of my money!"
Hong Baiqing frowned.
Pang Xiaonian, however, screamed shrilly through a face covered in blood, "Lin Shuguang! I haven't broken any rules! I know you completed the mission, but too many people from Division One died this time. The bureau owes them an accounting. Most of your money was distributed to them. I absolutely did not withhold any for myself."
At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with Pang Xiaonian's words. Colleagues who died deserved sympathy.
But on closer consideration, his words were meant to strike where it hurt.
Why had Lin Shuguang come here brimming with murderous intent?
For money!
But who had received that money?
Their fallen comrades!
How could Lin Shuguang demand it back?
Demand it from the families of those fallen comrades?
If he dared to do that, his reputation would be utterly ruined.
For a moment, the onlookers gave Lin Shuguang strange looks, mostly of sympathy, perhaps. After all, Pang Xiaonian's disgusting tactics really did leave one rather helpless.
Hong Baiqing said flatly, "Lin Shuguang, you've heard the reason. Are you still going to keep making trouble? Let him go!"
His gaze dark, Lin Shuguang turned to Hong Baiqing and stared at him expressionlessly.