"Alright, you're free now," Yin Xiaofan glanced at the man, gave his face a smile, and immediately let him down from the flagpole.
Back on the ground, the man felt an urge to cry, but without hesitation, he promptly took out a bank card and handed it to Yin Xiaofan.
Seeing Yin Xiaofan nod, he immediately ran out of the girls' dormitory, as if afraid Yin Xiaofan would change his mind.
"I want to pay 4 million."
"I want to get out, too."
Someone took the lead. Every ancestor was restless. Everyone was ready to pay the relief fee. He really didn't want to stay here for another second.
"Okay, one by one, don't worry," Yin Xiaofan was pleased to see these second-generation ancestors willing to spend money to avoid disaster.
As he let them down one after another and they paid up without looking back, they all chose to leave in a hurry.
"Am I that scary?" Yin Xiaofan muttered, but when he saw the bank cards in his hand, his heart still swelled with delight.
