"I have to admit defeat?" Fang Qi looked at him and said calmly, "What if I don't?"
"What if you don't?" Gong He sneered as he waved at the door.
A team of city guards immediately barged in.
Gong He glanced over at Nalan Ying. After seeing the latter nodding, he continued. "If you don't agree to sell the thing called the computer, I'm going to close down your shop."
"Gong He!" Just then, a person stood up from the second computer in the first row. His expression was arrogant and icy, and he was wearing a silver hairpin.
"Who dares to call me by my name directly?" Gong He turned around and saw An Cheng's icy face.
"What do you think you're doing?" An Cheng asked angrily.
"Young… Master An?" Gong He was immediately dumbfounded by who he saw; this shop was extremely secluded, and it was in the civilian district!
Gong He was ordered by his higher ups to go buy something with this prestigious mid-aged man.
