"What??" The middle-aged man's smile froze, slightly bewildered.
Sun Xiaoran and the two thugs were also stunned, unable to react.
Paying compensation was one thing, but complaining about speaking disgustingly for ten thousand, bad breath for ten thousand, and being too ugly for ten thousand—what the hell? Wasn't this just deliberately insulting someone!!
Moreover, adding them up should only amount to seventy-four thousand, right?? How did it become a hundred thousand!!
Everyone's faces darkened as they watched the playful smirk on Liu Wentian's face, certain that this guy was definitely doing it on purpose!!
"Kid, are you really seeking death?" The middle-aged man's expression darkened ominously, feeling a significant challenge to his dignity—a mere pauper, yet daring to be so bold against him.
