"Forget about that extremely jealous second miss, no matter how much money she offers, I don't want it," Yang Yu snorted. "Open the door, let me take a look..."
"Wait a moment," a middle-aged man, who bore a slight resemblance to Tong Lizhou, sneered, "Mr. Yang, right? Our Tong Family's vault isn't just open to anyone. If you manage to retrieve the Tear of the Sea God, we would indeed be grateful. But what if you can't find it? Then what?"
"Interesting, still thinking about infighting at a time like this, your Tong Family really is united!" Yang Yu gave the middle-aged man a cold glance, "If I'm not mistaken, you must be Tong Lizhou's younger brother, right? Don't you just hope that the Tear of the Sea God remains lost so your brother faces ruin, and you can take his place as the heir?"
