As he pondered, an irate male voice came through the phone, "You must be this old geezer's son-in-law, right?"
"If you know what's good for you, rush over here with the property deed of the villa, or else, your dear father-in-law is going to bleed quite a bit today!"
Mo Han's brows furrowed as he asked in a grave voice, "Who are you?"
"You don't have the privilege to know who I am yet."
The man on the phone said coldly, "Twenty minutes! I'm giving you twenty minutes to show up at Blue Whale Hotel, Room 8807!"
"One minute late, and I'll chop off a finger of your old man, ten minutes late, heh heh, well then, he'd better get used to eating with his feet!"
Seeming to remember something, the man added, "Oh, right, don't even think about calling the cops."
"This old bastard got on my woman; I've got all the photos and videos. Choose to call the police, and I'll release them all. Not only will he be utterly disgraced, but he'll also be looking at more than a decade behind bars!"
