"Spare Yaxing, and I will agree to your terms." She stood in front of Third Young Master Jun, coldly looking at him.
Third Young Master Jun sat in a large chair, his slender eyes looking condescendingly at her, scoffing, "I told you, you would come begging me personally! Since you are begging for mercy, do you think your defiant stance is appropriate? I don't like your reluctant expression."
Ye Lu was seething with anger, desperate to slap this smirking face.
He did such despicable things to force her to comply, and then shamelessly uttered these words.
"I am not begging for mercy. You may force me to submit temporarily, but you cannot make me truly submit. Provoking innocent workers and leveraging their life-and-death situation to threaten me, your methods are beyond contempt. Third Young Master Jun, I have overestimated you."
She believed him to be at least a man of principle, but he turned out to be so underhanded.
