Although he had already gained twice the profit, watching S Coin constantly reach new highs, Sun Hua felt as if he was the S Coin.
He could already imagine the person buying his chips cursing him for being a fool, taking away the currency he had built up with such difficulty, and making himself an easy mark.
Staring at the screen, he tapped his temple, contemplating what he should do next.
Should he compete with this mysterious tycoon for chips, or should he just give up?
In the end, reason prevailed, making him suspect there might be something amiss here.
He had already earned enough money, the capital he had could let him live very comfortably for several lifetimes, and his descendants wouldn't have to worry about their livelihoods anymore.
He didn't need to enter the fray now; taking the money and decisively exiting the scene would suffice.
