"Passive points: 570,212."
In just a short while, the passive points had increased by more than 100,000.
In other words, he had only just reached the peak of profit after preparing for the entire morning.
How could he just close the stall?
If he is facing this group of raging city guards any other time, Xu Xiaoshou might have chosen to give up.
However today, he is Young master Xu, the descendant of the demi-saint family. With such high profits behind him, how could he possibly end things rashly?
"Fang Zheng, right?"
Xin Gugu, who was pressed down by the white-clothed man, was scared out of his wits. Xu Xiaoshou stepped forward to confront the guard, "What if my answer is 'no'?"
"There is no 'no' option." Fang Zheng's response was rather calm, but his words were full of unquestionability.
He knew young master Xu's arrogant style, so he had long prepared a response that could not be resolved peacefully.
