Unable to hear Lu Hongze's voice, Lu Beiyuan asked, "Where is Lu Nuanyang?"
The man chuckled, "Don't worry, he's fine."
"Go ahead, what do you want?" Lu Beiyuan glanced to the side.
The nearby police officers signaled him to try to buy time; they were already tracking the location.
The man replied, "I have both your sons, it's not too much to want half of your fortune."
Lu Beiyuan said, "You need to be alive to spend it."
"I told your son, even if I die, having Lu Beiyuan's two sons as company is worth it."
"Tell me, what do you want." Lu Beiyuan's voice was icy.
The man said, "Prepare fifty million in cash, and get me a private jet…"
Lu Beiyuan interrupted him, "Do you know how heavy fifty million in cash is?"
"A private jet can fit it all," the man said, "You'd better hurry. I heard one of your sons is not in good health. In this cold weather, if he feels unwell, I can't guarantee anything."
