It sounds... not like a very excessive condition.
Yan Xiaye pondered as she was about to agree, but then heard the man's sinister voice: "And also..."
She raised her eyes warily, asking calmly, "And what else?"
The man mused without speaking immediately, his expression becoming more playful, like a cat enjoying watching a mouse's anxiousness.
An inexplicable silence enveloped the vast warehouse.
The bodyguard Yan Xiaye brought stood motionless behind her, while several men started pulling down the shutter door at the entrance, each with an enigmatic smile on their faces.
The abnormal attitude made Yan Xiaye secretly alarmed, yet outwardly she maintained a composed and attentive demeanor.
Perhaps because she didn't show the panic that the man wanted to see, Xiao Wu regretfully abandoned the mystifying trick, tapping his gloved fingers on the table rhythmically, saying coolly, "And also, my father's life."
