"The people that kidnapped you wanted to use you to threaten me. Did you see the mastermind?"
Lu Zhuo replied calmly, "No."
His face was sincere and he faced Ming Shu's gaze without faltering.
"Does this means that you implicated me?" Lu Zhuo raised his eyebrows. "This had nothing to do with me. As a victim that got implicated by you, shouldn't you compensate me?"
Ming Shu thought for a while. "Is five million enough?"
Lu Zhuo's mouth corners twitched. "I don't want money."
Ming Shu added on to the price. "Ten million?"
Lu Zhuo rolled his eyes in his heart. Do I look like a person that can be bought over by money?
"I don't want money," Lu Zhuo said seriously. "I want Boss Xu."
Ming Shu looked at him and smiled. "I am not something that can be used in a transaction."
"I almost died. Shouldn't you use yourself as compensation?"
