After the waiter left, Liu Jiayi sized up Huang Hu and then snorted coldly, "There's no need to sit! Let's focus on the matter at hand! I have brought the money; where is the stuff?"
As she spoke, Liu Jiayi seemed quite composed, as if she feared nothing, but in reality, her heart was filled with tension.
From Huang Hu's attire and demeanor, she was certain that he was no good. Although she had made preparations, facing a ruffian like him, someone who usually dealt with high-ranking individuals, she couldn't help feeling a bit scared.
The calm Liu Jiayi displayed caught Huang Hu by surprise, his smile vanishing in an instant. He found it hard to believe that Liu Jiayi showed no signs of fear upon seeing him.
However, that moment of surprise was fleeting, and a smile quickly returned to Huang Hu's face. In his eyes, Liu Jiayi was nothing but meat on a chopping board—his to carve as he pleased.
