Seeing He Cailiang like this, Jiang Xiaobai and Qiongyu also chose not to speak out.
After enduring so much, everyone understood that strength was the strongest foundation in this world.
The weak could only barely cling to life, while the powerful freely displayed their might to bully the weak.
Without any restrictions, it was a complete law of the jungle, survival of the fittest.
However, to say they had any impulse to help... they didn't.
What good would helping once do?
It treats the symptoms, not the cause!
"Don't fucking ramble with me, pay up now!"
The burly man grabbed He Cailiang by the collar, "If you don't have the money, then hand over everything you have on you, or just go die!"
As the burly man spoke, his face filled with smugness, completely disregarding a weakling like He Cailiang.
He Cailiang grimaced, filled with regret.
He only had a few hundred mid-grade Immortal Stones, otherwise why would he have come back to rely on his older brother?
