"Hmph, the people nowadays have no conscience at all, they can betray anything for a mere profit, they can no longer be called human beings," Song Yun said coldly, his gaze then shifting to the middle-aged man.
"Today, I'm in a good mood and don't want to argue over this matter too much. Just say it, how much money do you want?"
Just as he was about to pull out duct tape to seal the mouth of this youngster in front of him from utter humiliation by Song Yun's words, he heard Song Yun unexpectedly soften, and the middle-aged man was stunned.
Then, a cunning look flashed across his face, but he quickly suppressed it, as it was critical not to let them see him reveling in his villainy.
He glanced at his wife, and the two of them stepped back a few steps, whispering in discussion about how much they planned to scam from the young man.
