"Five million... Well, that's passable." Xiao Feng grinned, "It's mainly to save face for you, Master Bi. The money is just a side issue."
"..." Bi Junxian.
He was truly disgusted by Xiao Feng's act of screwing him over while appearing to do it 'for his own good.'
No matter how upset he was, he dared not refuse to pay.
The reason was simple; he had previously sent so many thugs and assassins to Jiuyou Town, the two sides were already at each other's throats.
That Xiao Feng hadn't killed him outright, Bi Junxian considered himself lucky.
After taking the money, Xiao Feng didn't waste any time; he turned around and headed out of the lounge.
He understood the principle of letting the river flow, not draining the pond dry.
Asking for five million once would be fifty million in ten times, and there could be other income later.
Requesting fifty million in one go is like a one-time deal; less desperate, Xiao Feng preferred a long-term gain.
