Money?
Lin Yebai looked at him and smiled. "Do you think they're the kind of people who need money?"
Not money?
Ji Chengzhi was stunned by that sentence.
If it's not money, then what is it? Could it be… something else?
All of a sudden, a strong uneasiness rose in his heart, and at the same time, his hands started clenching tighter and tighter.
Ou Mucen saw this over there, and worried that too much mental pressure would be bad for his health, he cut in, "In this world it all boils down to power and desire. If it's not for money, then it's probably for some other desire. As long as it's desire, there's a weak point you can attack, so you don't have to worry."
Ji Chengzhi: "…"
Lin Yebai paused there for quite a while, and unexpectedly found that he really had nothing to refute.
