Xu Cheng didn't really care about the compliment. He knew one must be humble, or the higher one climbs, the harder the fall.
He sat down, looked at Cunye, and said, "Two options. First, you can hand over the underground money house's black money, and you will be fine; the second option is I will find the money, but you won't be leaving this city too. In addition, the business alliance behind you will also be subject to various economic sanctions because of you."
Cunye poured himself a cup of tea and nonchalantly said, "I, Cunye, am at least a renowned figure in control of over hundreds of billions of cash in the underground money house. Yet, now I'm being threatened by a naive brat to make a choice, with both choices not being in my favor. You think I will compromise and accept the humiliation?"
It was clear that he chose the second option, which was to fight Xu Cheng to the end.
