Ais flicked the ash from his cigarette with a cool gesture, wearing an indifferent expression:
"What if I say I won't help?"
Jun Moyan pondered slightly for two seconds, then said: "What are your conditions, go ahead and tell me."
"I, Ais, lack neither money nor power, and you don't have a woman; what could you offer me?"
Seeing Jun Moyan's face turn unpleasant, Ais, in great spirits, casually propped his long legs on the long table, grinning smugly:
"Since I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you a chance to owe me. Speak up, what's the matter?"
It seemed his previous refusal was merely to tease Jun Moyan.
Ais's words made Jun Moyan truly grateful.
Despite appearing carefree and defiant, showing no particular attitude towards anyone, Ais wasn't actually bad at heart.
When he first learned Ais was related to the Baiming Sect and was under someone's control, Jun Moyan felt mostly anger and worry towards Ais.
