Chen Hao's eyes shone with a turquoise light, invisible to others.
His gaze had already moved to the area beneath the table in front of the three people, where, hidden by a black cloth, lay a not-so-large box filled with stacks of cash!
There was a lot of money, he estimated several hundred thousand.
Chen Hao then used the Divine Eye to scrutinize the money carefully, and soon his eyes narrowed slightly as if he understood something.
Meanwhile, the woman's words had stirred up excitement among the crowd, with a few people even raising their voices.
"Why do we need to show money? What if someone forgot to bring money when they left home?"
"Three hundred bucks, we're just out for a stroll, and we've already spent most of our money. Can we use the things we've bought to prove we've got money?"
"Is it possible to withdraw money from the bank?"
"Actually, three hundred bucks isn't a big amount, and I think it's quite reasonable."
