Zeng Xianren's eyes carried a hint of threat, and his tone turned very stern: "Brother Xu, you can't do this, you'll suffer in the end, don't blame me for not warning you!"
Xu Xiangbei still had a faint smile on his face, knowing that he had already grasped someone's weakness, and now Zeng Xianren was almost at his mercy.
"Captain Zeng, you really don't need to worry about this matter, I'll handle it myself!"
Zeng Xianren's expression changed, and he said very solemnly: "How could I let you take such a risk on your own? I treat you as a brother, do you see me as an outsider? Am I the kind of person who abandons brothers? I not only have to care about this matter, but I also have to see it through to the end!"
With his appearance of being willing to stab himself for a brother, anyone would think he was thinking of Xu Xiangbei's interest. With that urgent expression, he seemed to care more about Brother Xu than himself.
