Ahn Geungan straightened. He looked serious. “You will. I know this more clearly than you.” 

Xia Lei couldn’t help laughing. “You know me better than I know myself, Mr Ahn? You’re overestimating yourself, aren’t you? I do admire the thickness of your skin, though. It does take skill to say something like this to my face.”  

Ahn Geungan did not get mad at this provocation. He said, “Mr Xia, what will you gain from giving those things to the Korean media? Only a rush from having your revenge. If you do that, I will fall and be thrown into prison but you won’t get anything out of it other than the satisfaction of putting me there. Cut a deal with me and you can gain much more. It’s not that I have thick skin but that I am not blinded by revenge.” 

Xia Lei paused. He suddenly found that his enemy was no ordinary person. He’d killed his son but this man was actually apologising to him, and asking to make the exchange to protect himself! Could a man who was capable of doing such a thing...