The last few sentences, Ye Rongyun roared with full vigor.
He was brimming with confidence.
To a small Fry decked out in nothing special, scraping together a few hundred thousand was already pushing it.
Coming up with more than ten million?
Impossible!
As the third son of the Ye Family, what Ye Rongyun loved most was flexing his wealth.
In nightclubs, he dared to order a thousand bottles of Hennessy XO in one breath and pour it into an inflatable pool to soak and drink!
At auctions, he dared to shout sky-high prices, acquiring items for over a hundred times their worth!
Now, facing a nobody, he felt no pressure at all.
Shen Zhou found this amusing, pinched his nose, and asked, "So, if I can bring out more, will you stick that steel needle into your own finger?"
Ye Rongyun looked at him in wonderment, "You really dare to compete with me? Aren't you afraid of dying?"
Shen Zhou responded indifferently, "So you're just all talk?"
