"So, come with me to the Zhuo family's estate. I guarantee you won't be treated badly." Zhuo Kun said.
Su Chengyu shook his head, "Not interested. If you have medicinal ingredients, have them delivered here for our face-to-face transaction. If not, let's not waste each other's time by talking more."
Zhuo Kun, hearing this, was displeased. "You have offended Jin Pengju earlier. The Jin family is interested in your martial arts secret manual, they are bound to make a move against you! Without the Zhuo family's protection, once you leave the convention center, you'd be walking straight into a trap. Young man, don't be greedy. Life is more important than a martial arts secret manual."
"My safety does not require the protection of others," Su Chengyu stated.
