Jiang Yue remained silent this time, pondering her next move. After a brief pause, she stated, "Let me treat my friend's wound and I'll show you."
With the way things are going, it could take a lot longer, and Xu Wuying's wounds needed to be treated right soon or they would cause irreparable damage to her wrist.
She cannot allow that to happen.
"Ah, give someone an inch, and they'll take a mile," sneered the man, "I've already stated my terms, impress me, and I'll accept your deal."
Jiang Yue nodded as he heard those remarks.
She first pressed a switch on her earpiece to prevent Xiaoli and Liu Ming from hearing what was about to happen, then she gripped the neckline of her fitting black long-sleeve shirt and tugged it down, just enough to offer her coverage.
When he saw her do so, he felt as though he just got played and was taken aback.
