Xiao Yibo's eyes lit up with urgency at the words.
Without waiting for Yang Xiao to reply, he spoke again, "Fifteen million, no, twenty million! As long as the method you tell me can help me achieve my goal, I will give you twenty million!"
Zhou Ziyu clenched his teeth as though he had resolved to go all out.
If he could achieve his goal, he would be able to fully inherit the Xiao Family's fortune.
By that time, not to mention twenty million, even two hundred million would be easily within his reach.
Although the Xiao Family fortune would eventually be his, he really couldn't wait any longer.
Thus, Yang Xiao's expression became somewhat strange, as he looked at Xiao Yibo in front of him with interest, showing a curiosity about the Xiao Family's affairs.
It wasn't that he wanted to help Xiao Yibo or the elderly Master Xiao; he was solely interested in hearing Xiao Yibo's reasoning.
