Su Xuan's voice was like that of a judge, devoid of any emotion, yet it concealed a sense of indifference and chilling coldness.
His gaze swept over Hei and the group of men behind him. Hearing Su Xuan speak like that, a noticeable ripple of emotion flashed across the face of a subordinate standing beside Hei.
Hei's face grew dark. With Su Xuan being so brazen in front of him, it hurt his pride as a boss—more accurately, Hei felt his authority had been challenged and insulted by Su Xuan.
"Enough, what the hell do you think you are to question my men? Let's be real here, it was me who stabbed Biao, what can you do to me!" Hei flicked the long fringe on his forehead, his voice indifferent.
Su Xuan scoffed, raising an eyebrow.
"Fuck your granny, since you've admitted it yourself, I'll make sure you understand what happens to those who stab my brothers!"