Vulture's heart ached as if it were bleeding. One hundred thousand yuan, almost his annual salary, was by no means a small sum. Despite his usual grandeur, after all, he was just a club bouncer, essentially working and risking his life for others, and his salary wasn't all that high.
Of course, Li Fei knew this guy's money wasn't obtained through legitimate means; mixing with the underworld, it was surely earned through some unethical antics. Therefore, Li Fei happily accepted it, thinking that robbing a robber amounted to carrying out celestial justice! Heh, anyway, the money was delightfully easy come.
So Li Fei tossed the empty wine bottle aside and said with a chuckle, "Well, seeing as you admit your mistake with such a good attitude, let's make it one hundred thousand."
