"Deal."
Ye Huan snapped his fingers, slipped the card back into his pocket, his face full of amusement.
This action made A'nan snort coldly.
Spending two billion, to say it doesn't hurt would be a lie.
But Golden Saber knew too much; if he accidentally blabbered any secrets to Ye Huan, things would be hard to wrap up.
"When will you release him?" A'nan looked displeased.
"No rush." Ye Huan placed his wine glass back on the coffee table, stuck a toothpick in his mouth, and said with a smirk: "Releasing him, depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I'll let him go, unless..."
"You're messing with us!?"
A'nan was furious.
The underlings behind him were also enraged, raising their Wolf Fang Clubs, assuming attack stances.
This kid was too arrogant, daring to be so presumptuous on the territory of the Celestial Dragon Gang?
Taking three billion and not stopping there?
He must have a death wish!
"Hey, can you let me finish!"
