Huang Qingtian's sudden appearance made Cheng Liqing somewhat anxious, crinkling her semi-permanent tattooed eyebrows.
"A million just to send someone away?" The corners of Huang Qingtian's lips still carried a slight curve.
But his voice was clearly much colder than usual.
Especially the light flitting through the grey-green pupils that regarded Cheng Liqing, like blades of cold steel...
The man's tone of disdain made Cheng Liqing somewhat dissatisfied.
Yet, from the moment of his arrival, his inherent aura of superiority made Cheng Liqing feel immensely oppressed.
So much so that, even though Cheng Liqing was discontented with him, she dared not speak recklessly against him. Such was the aura of Huang Qingtian!
"I just heard you talking about writing some sort of guarantee?" Cheng Liqing shrank back like a turtle, and Huang Qingtian didn't bother to pay any attention to her reaction.
He turned to face Mu Keren, spreading his large palm in front of her.
