After thinking for a moment, Yu Tian said indifferently, "Since you've spoken, I'll give you face. The past is the past. But I just want to know, can your disciple swallow tens of millions of goods?"
When the old man heard this, he could not sit still. Tens of millions? He thought that there was a ceiling of 1.8 million, but how did this girl get tens of millions? This was really a little unreasonable.
Dong Siyu, on the other hand, curled up the corners of her mouth in disdain. Her crescent-like eyes stared arrogantly at Yu Tian as she said coldly, "So what if it's tens of millions? I've burned all those goods. You don't even have them now even if you want them!"
Yu Tian even said disdainfully, "You used the delivery opportunity to exchange real luxury goods for fake ones and then burned them. Are you kidding me?
