That evening, the Second Elder of the Vulture Chamber of Commerce returned to the City of Hope with his people and handed Yang Xiao five billion Crystal Disks.
Duan Jinjiang felt a pang of heartache and forced a smile,
"Lord Yang, our Vulture Chamber of Commerce has painstakingly accumulated decades of assets, and now they're all yours."
"President Duan, you must be joking. Everyone knows your Vulture Chamber of Commerce is wealthy. Just five billion Crystal Disks couldn't possibly be all your assets."
"Sigh, Lord Yang, do you truly think our Vulture Chamber of Commerce is a gold mine? Alright, now that the money is with you, can we leave?"
"President Duan, why the rush? Why not stay the night and have another drink with me?"
Duan Jinjiang couldn't wait to leave this cursed place of the City of Hope. Not willing to stay, he immediately said:
"No, I won't stay. Your wine is too expensive for me to afford. Goodbye."
"Alright, let me see you off."
