"Are you looking for me for something?" It can't possibly be that he's here to beat me up—the Danger Prediction Card didn't react.
Chen Bolin didn't respond. He just kept his gaze on Luofeng, a mere two meters away, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Aren't you afraid that we'll both go down together?"
"Not afraid!"
"Why not?"
"You're so smart. You must cherish your life, right? Only fools would be reckless." Luofeng smiled faintly, holding Duanmu Yunji's hand. "Also, have you heard about my professional-level Free Fighting skills?"
"..." Chen Bolin fell silent. But for some reason, Duanmu Yunji actually blushed?
"Do you want the Rich Source Gold Group?" Chen Bolin initiated the topic. "I can help you, and in return, you help lessen my responsibility."
"Sorry, no need."
"Why not? Rich Source's annual profit is almost 1 billion. If it's expanded to five hundred locations, the annual profit could reach 2 billion."
