Milan was startled again, her eyes wide open.
"20 million gold coins! Oh my, how did I not realize you were so wealthy?"
Yang Fei bragged gleefully, patting his big belly.
"Of course, does Fatty Master look like someone without money?"
Milan couldn't help but laugh.
This fat guy is great in every way, but he just can't shake off this bad habit of showing off.
Milan took Fatty's aurora blue gene fluid, and said worriedly.
"Professor Moran isn't someone you want to mess with. If she finds out you stole her stuff, you'll be in big trouble."
"We should return it."
Yang Fei sneered at Milan's suggestion.
"Who returns what's already been eaten?"
"That little hag Moran, Fatty Master won't settle accounts with her, let her be secretly happy."
Yang Fei said this, stuffing the aurora blue gene fluid into Milan's hand.
"Don't worry about using it, hurry up and refine it, don't worry about anything else."
