The leader tensely watched Abiao, sweat beginning to form on his forehead.
Abiao took the burlap sack out of the container, reached in and stirred it around as if he had discovered something, a wicked smile forming on his lips as he pulled out a bag of white substance.
Immediately, the leader panicked, quickly beginning to shrink back, his fingers unconsciously moving towards his waist.
"Boss, I don't know how this got in here, I really didn't know," the leader hastened to explain.
Xiao Ye seemed as if he didn't hear a word, watching with indifference as Abiao sniffed the goods. After a long moment, Abiao confirmed with certainty, "Boss, it's white powder."
Xiao Ye nodded slightly, looking at the trembling man before him.
"Haven't I made it very clear long ago that we shouldn't touch this stuff?" Xiao Ye asked him, word by word.