Thinking of this, Wang Peng was about to fly into a rage. "It looks like your club only knows how to throw money around, eh?" he jeered at Sun Hao.
"Well, of course, since we have money to throw around. That's what you call resources."
Sun Hao didn't seem fazed by the whole altercation. He had yet to suffer a loss from their verbal repartee as well.
He looked at Yao Tang and smiled. "Besides, our club is more than willing to dish out any necessary amount to better express our appreciation for Miss Yao's skills."
Wang Peng's hands clenched into fists. "I see you're really hell-bent on stealing a prospect from me."
The atmosphere grew charged after his words. Tension crackled in the air between the two men.
It was then that Yao Tang spoke again, calm and aloof as ever. "I won't be joining any organization. I have no such plans at the moment. You guys should leave."
Wang Peng's eyes flashed with menace.
