"Really!" Yang Qi said. "That's why I'm telling you, Brother Liao, whatever it is, just let me know, and I'll take care of it for you!"
"It's still no good," Liao Fusheng said, shaking his head. "The people I've offended... I'm afraid you can't afford to provoke them. I don't want to cause you trouble. I'll just hide out in Thunder City for a few days. I'll be fine."
Yang Qi knew that Liao Fusheng didn't want to drag him into his troubles. He couldn't help but sigh. "Alright, if you don't want my help, then there should be no problem with me paying you back, right? You gave me a million back then. With appreciation over the years, it should be at least a hundred million by now. Give me your account number, and I'll transfer it to you."
"Don't!" Liao Fusheng quickly shook his head. "If you're paying me back, the original million is enough. You don't need to give me more."
