"Mr. Lu, this is the money from Qin Kai, the initial two million plus the just added three million,"
Chen Fei said, as she handed the bank card over to Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao glanced at the bank card and then pushed it back, "Keep it for yourselves. I don't need money."
Chen Fei's eyes lit up, not because there was money to be made, but because her life was spared.
Lu Xiao returning the money meant he found them useful; naturally, he wouldn't kill them on a whim.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu," Chen Fei said, gratefully accepting the card.
Seeing Chen Fei accept the money, Lu Xiao was quite satisfied; she was a smart person.
"Why not, tell me about White Clothes Pavilion," Lu Xiao tapped lightly on the table.
Chen Fei looked around cautiously to make sure no one was eavesdropping before she began, "White Clothes Pavilion was established almost seven years ago, mainly dealing with intelligence; as for assassination, that's more like a side business."
