Xiao Ming had a smile on his face as he nodded, "Yes, it's me."
"Heh, gutsy!"
The young man curled his lips, pulling out a butterfly knife from his pocket, quickly flicking it open to display a few tricks before flaunting the blade.
"I may lack everything but not money.
I'll give you two million to let me slice you twice, and we'll call it even."
"Two million isn't enough. Even if you bankrupt yourself, it won't settle things. You would need to add a ruined family and loss of life to the equation."
Xiao Ming spoke with such seriousness, as if stating an undeniable truth, leaving the young man stunned for a good moment before he came to his senses.
"Fuck! Are you still trying to act tough with me..."
He raised his hand to stab, but midway, he froze, his face showing a mix of astonishment and fear.
Because somehow, the knife was already in Xiao Ming's hand, resting on the young man's neck.
