Watching the white-haired youth walking farther and farther away from the pavilion, one of the men couldn't help casting his gaze toward the scrawny man beside him, his face filled with worry as he said, "Boss, is this really going to work? What if he turns around and tells Qi Feier about the deal?"
Hearing this, the scrawny man maintained a calm expression, as still as stagnant water, and even leisurely took a sip of tea.
Only after setting down his teacup did he slowly speak: "Let me ask you this: a man who, for the sake of self-preservation, could ruthlessly slaughter his own parents and younger sister—would he really give up tens of millions in cash for the sake of some strange woman he met just a few days ago?"
Chapter 297