Song Yunxi was baffled by his answer. "Not interested?"
"I don't think I have the obligation to help you."
The mafia head seemed to have lost his patience by then, for he stood up and headed straight for the door after tossing that one statement out.
He immediately rose to his feet. "That's not what I meant! As long as you're willing to help me teach that fella a lesson, I definitely won't let you lose out in any way! At the very least, I'll offer you enough remuneration for the help!"
A smirk formed on Gu Jinglian's face. Approaching the mayor's son with hands in his pants' pockets, he bent down slightly to meet the other at face level and spoke in his charming, evil voice. "What makes you think that I'll go provoke my rival, who is as formidable as I am, for the sake of someone whose name I don't even remember?"
The younger chap's eyes bulged wide in surprise.
