Chen Fengnan's breath had become somewhat heavy, and he squinted his eyes as he looked towards Harris, "Harris, I came here to negotiate business in good faith. Isn't your behavior a bit underhanded?"
"Underhanded? Haha... You talk to me about being underhanded? Do you know where you are? You're just a sick man of East Asia from Huaxia. If you really want to share a piece of the Amazon Jungle, then you need to pay up. I'll say it again, fifty billion, not a penny less!"
Harris fiddled with the handgun in his hand, his tone already taking on a threatening meaning.
"I'm sorry, but if that's the case, I won't discuss this deal," Chen Fengnan snorted coldly and got up to leave.
With a rustling sound, a group of soldiers from the Skull Guild surrounded him, each looking at Chen Fengnan with a predatory gaze.
Setting aside everything else, the sheer number of Skull Guild members gathered together and the faint murderous atmosphere they created had an impressive aura.
