So he steeled his heart, glaring back fiercely:
"What are you looking at? Just give up!"
"The password to the Swiss Bank and the entrance location to the ancient ruins, I'll take them with me to the grave. I won't give them to you, you opportunistic robber!"
However, he remained defiant for less than three seconds.
He paused, his tone suddenly softening, carrying the last hope of survival:
"Unless... unless you have an elixir to save me, as long as I can keep my life, the previous terms... cough cough... I can consider doubling them as a token of gratitude for saving me."
"I don't have an elixir."
Fang Cheng shook his head with a sincere tone:
"But I can give you a chance to personally take revenge."
As he spoke, he reached into his bag and pulled out a mask.
It was a ghastly white Evil Ghost Mask, with tusks curled out and hideous features.
Embedded in the eye sockets were two blood-red Rubies, flickering with an eerie light in the dark corner.
