Su Cheng and the others' faces turned dark.
"Qin Yi, your appetite is too big; asking for ten billion, aren't you afraid of dying from overeating?" Su Qing roared.
Qin Yi's face darkened, "Eleven billion, one cent less and you'll have to collect your brother's corpse."
Su Qing's old face twisted, "Qin Yi, leave some room for maneuver in everything, so we can meet again in the future."
Qin Yi said coldly, "Twelve billion."
"You..."
"Thirteen billion."
"Fifth brother, shut up!" Su Cheng stopped Su Qing.
Su Cheng looked at Qin Yi, "Fine, as you wish, ten billion."
Qin Yi sneered, "Sure enough, the old are hard of hearing; I said it was thirteen billion."
Su Cheng's face turned gloomy, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Qin Yi squinted slightly, "I advise you not to show such an expression in front of me, or you'll regret it.
Listen carefully, I have no grudge against your Su Family; it was Su Zhantian who insisted on being my enemy.
