Chu Yuen looked up at Chen Bo, sighed, and asked weakly, "So, is there no longer any room for negotiation?"
"To be honest, if it weren't for your surname being Chu and your possible relationship with Chu Ning, I would really want you to work for me. You're quite smart, little guy. You might be able to do something in the future," Chen Bo lamented.
"But it's destined not to happen today." Chen Bo's tone was filled with regret.
He then focused his gaze on Old Fang and the others.
He was emotionless, as if he was looking at a group of defenseless livestock.
Chen Bo looked back at Chu Yuen, waved his hand, and said sympathetically, "I can leave you unharmed. Go."
Chu Yuen blinked. He looked at the people beside Chen Bo and then at the powerless Old Fang behind him.
Chu Yuen's expression was calm.
He knew that the other party did not care about the consequences of letting him go. It was within his tolerance.
