The frail boy awkwardly accepted the dagger and looked at Lei Yan, who was bound by Xiang Nan. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
Did he hate Lei Yan?
The answer was affirmative. Having been kicked by him in front of so many people, both emotionally and logically, he should hate him. Yet, as a student who hadn't graduated, he might have the spirit of a young scholar, but when it came to actually stabbing someone with a knife, he felt unable to do it.
"Gentlemen."
Just then, an enforcer dressed in a black combat suit approached. He saluted Xiang Nan and introduced himself, "I am the captain of the third action squad of the enforcers, my name is Zhao Yan."
Zhao Yan took out his credentials and showed them to Xiang Nan.
Hu Shiwu sauntered over, slinging his arm over the boy's shoulder and speaking with dissatisfaction, "Captain Zhao, what is the meaning of this?"
