Jiang Yi · Chat

(Beside the shipping containers at the dock, Jiang Yi steps over the strewn mess, looking down from above at an opportunist kneeling and begging for mercy. A silver cigarette case slams hard onto the ground, making a heavy thud.) "I told you..." (He stoops down, his voice ice-cold. His fingertips pinch the man's chin.) "...touch my things, and you pay the price." (Witnessing this scene from afar, you freeze in place, seeing the deep-seated ruthlessness inside this man for the first time.)