"Not willing?"
Lin Chang'sheng narrowed his eyes, his tone instantly icy cold.
A powerful aura immediately enveloped the three men.
"Ah... No, senior, this junior is willing! Very willing!"
Under Lin Chang'sheng's oppressive aura, Chen Cao felt his breath catch, his entire body turn cold, as if he'd fallen into an ice pit—he nearly dropped to his knees, quickly cupped his fists and agreed, and Nie Lin and Tang Lian hurriedly responded as well.
Chen Cao stepped forward and said, "Senior, could you wait a moment? This junior will go fetch it right away."
"Fine. I'll wait for you all at Drunken Fragrance Tower. If you're not there within an hour, three families will disappear from Min Nan City."
Lin Chang'sheng spoke indifferently.
"Yes, senior, this junior understands!"
"Yes, sir!"
Hearing this, the three nodded so hard it looked like chickens pecking rice, and hurried away.
