"Alright then."
The man joyously jumped in front of Chen Feng.
Murong Xue and the others watched, dumbfounded.
Chen Feng stared at the man, calmly saying: "Speak, who is it?"
"I can tell you, but you have to promise to give me the remaining one and a half million. If you don't, I..."
"Enough, do you think I lack that bit of money? Hurry up and say it, or I'll throw you off from here."
Chen Feng was starting to lose his patience.
"Alright, alright. It was a young man named Xuanyuan Po who asked me to come. He seems to come from a wealthy family," the man said in a hushed voice.
"Good."
Chen Feng's expression remained calm.
This was all within his expectations, as the one causing trouble would either be Long Qie or Xuanyuan Po.
"Um...about the money..."
