1553, The Lion's Demand!
He spoke in awkward Huaxia, "Can you get off my car? Let's talk over there."
"Talk?" The drunkard sneered, looking him up and down.
This blonde-haired, blue-eyed man was dressed well, driving a Lamborghini; he was clearly well-off.
Using this opportunity to extort some money didn't seem excessive.
"Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about. Your car made a sudden U-turn and drove the wrong way, shocking me greatly. I demand compensation for emotional distress!"
Even though the drunkard had had quite a bit to drink, his words were clear when it came to extorting money, with no ambiguity at all.
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed man raised an eyebrow and showed a mocking smile, "Okay, tell me how much you want."
The drunkard did not notice the mocking expression in the man's eyes, thinking only that foreigner's money was so easy to cheat out of.
Since he's dumb and has lots of money, if I don't ask for more, wouldn't I be wasting this good opportunity?
