Xiao Li could only nod his head, "I understand."

The two remain silent for a long time. Xiao Yang looked left and right at the place he had never stay in before.

"Do you......normally live here alone?" he asked but, as if trying to cover up something, he immediately added, "Susu told me before, when Qi dage was here it was very luxurious with servants and other grand things......"

Hearing those words, Xiao Li smiled, "It was just a setup at that time. I've never talked with an educated or refined person like that before so I didn't know what to do to give him a good impression."

Xiao Yang's eyes hung low, then he said in a low voice, "Thanks..."

Xiao Li was dumbfounded. He wanted to say, there was 'no need to mention' it or 'don't be so courteous'. But, instead all he could do was pull out a stick of cigarette from his pocket. He tried to lit the cigarette, but the lighter would not corporate with him. After a few more seconds, the cigarette was finally lit with much difficulty. Surprisingly instead of smoking it, he pressed it against the table and let it die out.

During the entire process, Xiao Yang remained silent. His eyes followed Xiao Li's actions from start to end. Finally, unable to take the silent, he fished out a bankbook from his pocket.

"This is the money that you transferred into my account." He lightly placed the bankbook on the small table sitting in between them. "I don't want it."

"If I give it to you, just take it." Xiao Li shift his gaze elsewhere.

Xiao Yang still did not raise his head; his finger gently trace along the design on the bankbook. There was an intense resistance in his mood and voice as he spoke.

"You're blaming me, aren't you?"

Xiao Li frowns, "What did you say?"

"You transferred so much money over, did you plan on not coming back?" Xiao Yang control himself as he slowly asked, "You were going to throw your life away just to save Han Jia? Is he that important to you?"

Xiao Li could only honestly answer back, "He's my friend."

"I've never liked any of your friends." Xiao Yang said, "Nor have I ever thought that any of them were truly your friends. I look forward to the day all of them die one by one. When I gave Han Jia up, I didn't hesitate at all. Not even a bit."

Hearing such harsh words, Xiao Li couldn't help but to grit his teeth. There was a bit of anger in his voice as he spoke, "Are you done talking? Is there anything else?"

Xiao Li lowered his voice, "I didn't come here to criticize you. I...I didn't know how important Han Jia was to you."

That sentence was almost like an apology in disguise. Just hearing it, Xiao Li froze for a moment.

"You're blaming me, aren't you?" Xiao Yang asked again as he buried his face into his hands. Feeling moved emotionally, his voice dropped even lower. "If you're blaming me, then just tell me! You never say anything! You suddenly wanted to join the underworld without saying a single word to me. And even when you came back covered in blood, you still wouldn't say anything. I don't know any of those scoundrels in your gang. I only knew of Han Jia because he came looking for me himself!" Xiao Yang's voice slowly increase. "Do you remember, that one time I personally saw you beat someone? You were so vicious, just like that person who came to mom's funeral. I was so scared back then. You obviously saw me standing there to the side. But, on the way back home, you still didn't explain anything at all! Xiao Li, have you ever thought of how scared I was? You suddenly changed into such a fearful person, what did you expect me to do?"

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