"What did you say? I didn't catch that."
Ta'er De simply couldn't believe his ears and asked again.
Such a tempting condition, yet Jiang Chen would refuse?
Impossible!
"Sorry!"
But when Jiang Chen spoke again, they were thoroughly disappointed, "I refuse to accept your terms."
"You..." The smiles on the faces of Ta'er De and his companions froze, instantly turning gloomy, "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean by that?"
"The person you speak of, my connection with him is more than superficial—we are brothers who have shared life and death. I cannot abandon our friendship and help his adversary!"
"Secondly!" Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then turned his head and glanced at Sanben Qingfu, "I really despise the people from Beihai National, I will not cooperate with you!"
"Mr. Jiang!"
Ta'er De's expression grew utterly somber, "I hope you can see the situation clearly. If today we stand with that person, you might not even have a chance to turn the tables, you know?"
