"Don't want to give it? Then forget it, I'm not interested anyway." Xuexue said, pulling Long Rui and leaving.
The old man lay in the Taishi Chair, groaning lowly in pain: "Ouch... so uncomfortable... it's so hard... ouch."
The painful sound of their father's voice was like a hammer striking at the hearts of the two brothers.
After exchanging a glance, they both saw a firm determination in each other's eyes.
"Miss, wait a minute, we agree to it." The Fat Man seemed to have made up his mind, knowing their father raised them with much hardship, and they couldn't just watch him die.
Upon hearing this, Xuexue and Long Rui smirked silently.
They knew that treasures were best snatched during such chaotic moments, without having to spend a single wen money.
Xuexue slowly turned back, asking them, "Really?"
The Thin Man: "Of course, a gentleman's words, a team of horses can't chase them."
Xuexue, smiling, said, "I don't trust you unless you give me the items first."
