A cold smile tugged at the corner of Ye Nanshen's lips. He said, "Lesson? I don't have time for that. Since they're useless pieces, I suggest Mr. Han get rid of them sooner rather than later. Keeping them will only bring endless trouble."
That remark implied that Ye Nanshen wouldn't release them.
Mr. Han's thick eyebrows furrowed, and a domineering aura radiated from him as he chuckled lowly. He said, "At the very least, they are members of the Han family. The trouble they're facing is self-inflicted. Mr. Ye, I sincerely propose a deal. If you release those misguided brothers, I'm indebted to you."
Ye Nanshen sneered, lifting his gaze to meet Mr. Han's, and said, "When they harmed someone they shouldn't have touched, they should have anticipated the consequences."
"So, Mr. Ye, does this mean there's no room for negotiation?" Mr. Han asked.
