Qi Yun took out a pack of cigarettes, leisurely lit one up, and showed no trace of nervousness on his face.
Having trained under Brother Quan for so long, along with daily herbal medicine, his physical condition had reached an exaggerated level, so much so that even the old black couldn't stand up to him.
Only a table separated him from Miller. At this distance, if the other party made any sudden move, Qi Yun was fully confident he could react instantly and subdue him.
Miller also regained his composure and sat back in his chair.
But Qi Yun could see his hands were trembling slightly.
The office was deathly silent, except for the tick-tock of the wall clock.
Finally, Miller spoke, his voice still filled with anger, "Do you think knowing all this can threaten me?"
"I can make sure you and your people never leave this police station!"
