"Taozi, the 500,000 is real."
Just as she forced herself to stay calm, one of them checked the cash she had brought and hummed in satisfaction, "Okay, Taozi, hand over the item to her, this deal is settled."
The man named Taozi fell silent for a moment, and Yan Xiaye's heart sank, a thin layer of sweat forming on her palms.
"Da'an, since Brother Qin agreed to the deal, it means this little thing is worth 500,000. So, just giving it back to her, is it..."
"Cut the crap!" The speaker seemed to command respect in the small group, and immediately, his voice chilled, "Brother Qin also said we should be honest and upright, have you forgotten the fate of those bastards? Or do you want to follow in their footsteps?"
Taozi immediately stopped talking and reluctantly pulled a delicately small box from his pocket, handing it to Yan Xiaye, "Here you go, girl."
