Even though this was a gesture meant to humiliate her, Chu Xun's body remained frozen, not daring to resist. She forced herself to endure the humiliation.
"If you know the rules, why are you talking so much!" The man's English was horrid, and each and every word seemed to carry the murderous stench of blood.
Chu Xun's pupils were quivering badly. It was like there was a large hand to her throat, and death was right before her eyes.
Chu Xun's brain was rather quick. Through the man's words, she immediately understood that this man was likely paid to come after her. Chu Xun felt like she saw a glimmer of hope, a chance for survival. She choked up for a moment, then, with sweat on her forehead, said in a slightly raspy voice, "Whatever the other party gave you, I'll give you ten times the amount…"
Chu Xun was so nervous that her throat was quivering when she spoke. Sweat beads formed on her neck and collarbone, making her bone structure visible.
