"Commander Chen, the slaying of this fiend was my doing. The proof is right here. I wonder what your thoughts are on the matter?" Cao Yingxiong's lips curled up slightly as he sneered.
The thin veil of civility between them had been torn away. Cao Yingxiong no longer referred to himself as "I," but instead put on airs, calling himself "this Envoy." Having reached this point, he was eager to see what Chen Ping'an could possibly do to him.
'A moment ago, I was in a good mood and willing to give you a way to back down gracefully. But you, Chen Ping'an, refused to take it. Well, that's fine. I've just taken that option away! Now let's see what you're going to do.'
Instead of getting angry, Chen Ping'an smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly.
