A certain desire emerged uncontrollably in Lin Jie's eyes.
Chen Feng clearly noticed it all.
"To be honest, I really want to call Asura down, but I know that once Asura comes down, your death is certain. Therefore, I'm giving you a chance."
Lin Jie stepped forward and patted Chen Feng's shoulder.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng, slightly tipsy and supporting Han Yun, wanted to see what game Lin Jie was playing.
Lin Jie gave a sinister smile and lowered his voice, "How about this? I'll arrange a room for the woman by your side, and you can safely go back to sleep. As a return, I'll give you twenty thousand."
"Oh? Are you sure?"
"If twenty thousand is not enough, then forty thousand." Lin Jie was incredibly generous.
Slap.
Han Yun unexpectedly raised her hand, slapping Lin Jie across the face.
"Fuck off."
Han Yun, tipsy, spat out a swear word.
Lin Jie was furious: "You fucking bitch, you're asking for it."
In the midst of speaking, Lin Jie raised his hand to hit Han Yun.
