Luckily, I'm also Red Party

Hearing this, Wang Yan paused as he picked at the mutton. He looked up at the cautious Gu Yongcheng, then at Shi Changxing, who was forcing an awkward smile from the other side. Only after staring until sweat formed on both their foreheads and their gazes turned uncertain did he use his chopsticks to pick up a slice of meat from the pot, place it in his bowl, dip it in sauce, and eat it.

"You two are Red Party members too?"

At last, he had spoken. Shi Changxing wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead. That silence just now had been far too frightening. Big Brother had been expressionless, his eyes as still as an ancient well, and he had not said anything scary. Yet somehow, he radiated a deadly authority, a dangerous air that made one feel their life was at stake.

He cautiously leaned forward as well and lowered his voice. "Brother Yan, how would we have the guts? Besides, life's been good lately. Why would we go looking for death? It was Li Zhaonian. He came looking for us himself. Back then... ah, Gu, I can't explain it properly. You tell him."

Gu Yongcheng was terrified too. He helped Wang Yan run his business and had not personally handled much dirty work, but that did not mean he knew nothing. Wang Yan could not exactly be called utterly evil, but he definitely killed without batting an eye. Eighty percent of the tales circulating among the common folk of the Shanghai Bund about Wang Yan were true. That was enough to show how frightening he was.

He let out a breath and said quietly, "Brother Yan, this is what happened. This morning, when I arrived at the company for the regular meeting, I noticed Yan Zhengcai