The current Qu family is nothing but a lamb on the chopping board. When to die, where to strike, how much to suffer, and even whether to die with eyes closed or open, all depend on Liu Zixuan's decision!
Qu Jian and Qu Zheng, this father and son duo, have no right to negotiate!
Liu Zixuan snorted coldly, "I told you before, you're far from your father's level. At this point, even he isn't begging for mercy. Do you think your begging will work?"
Qu Zheng paused, his face turning extremely grim, biting his lip he said, "Yes, I no longer have any negotiation chips now, but I can trade."
"Trade?" Liu Zixuan mockingly asked.
Qu Zheng nodded, "I'm willing to bring all of our Qu family's money, in exchange for the lives of us here!"
Liu Zixuan sneered immediately, "Trade money for lives? Seems like the Qu family is quite wealthy. Counting everyone here, I'll round up for you, let's say twenty people."
