"Since that's the case, I'm sorry to bother you, Third Master Ye. Goodbye." He said, preparing to leave.
But how could Third Master Ye let the masked man in black leave just like that? He quickly called out to stop him.
"Wait, wait."
Third Master Ye felt that if he let this person go today, then next time, the one who falls into a trap might be him.
"Let me think, let me think."
Although Ding Zhuzui and he could exchange a few words, they weren't particularly good friends; they just had some business dealings and a decent relationship.
"Alright, I'll try to arrange a meeting with him. Coincidentally, I have a business deal with him in two days; why not arrange it at Chrysanthemum Hall?"
With the mindset of sacrificing another to save oneself, Third Master Ye decided to sell Ding Zhuzui out after much deliberation, thinking that the person wouldn't be so ruthless as to take Ding Zhuzui's life.
