He hid to one side, observing what seemed like a transaction, while the dead body didn't seem to inconvenience either party; those seated remained seated, and those standing began to handle the corpse. The scene was tidied up as though no murder had ever occurred.
"I've dealt with the person right in front of you, so let's consider this matter resolved." The speaker had his back to Xiao Lin, his familiar voice resonating beneath thick black hair. Xiao Lin hissed softly and concealed himself more cautiously against the wall.
"Tang! It's not that I'm being overly cautious, but some people in your circles are not respecting the rules. We're just clearing obstacles." With that, he pushed a box on the table towards the person called Tang. "Here's five million. As usual, after the goods arrive, we'll transfer the remaining money to your account."
