"You are now... very... weak."
Pan Wenji said to Mr. Su Bai in his terrible Chinese.
"Yes, I'm indeed very weak right now, but I still have the strength to pull the trigger," Mr. Su Bai's jaw rested on Pan Wenji's short shoulder, but the grimness in his words was very clear.
A threat?
Mr. Su Bai never accepted threats from others, and rarely did he actually threaten just for the sake of threatening.
For some reason, Pan Wenji felt that if he didn't give him the parasitic larvae, he really would shoot, even if Pan Wenji was killed by Jin Ying'ai afterwards.
Pan Wenji was a very arrogant man, and arrogant people tend to also be extremely sensitive.
This was not a negotiation; the other party had no intention of discussing terms with him.
"OK."
After a brief hesitation, Pan Wenji gave in. The parasitic larvae were certainly precious, but his life was more valuable. With his life intact, he could continue to cultivate more larvae. Without his life, everything would be gone.
