Lin Mu was insinuating that since a friend would send someone to assassinate him, his conscience must have been eaten by dogs. Chen Shiwei naturally understood the meaning behind Lin Mu's words, but the request that Lin Mu made was something Chen Shiwei could hardly agree to. Frankly speaking, the businesses at the port were far more important than Jinge's four apprentices. Using the port to trade for Jinge's apprentices was something Chen Shiwei would never consent to.
"Hehe, so does Brother Lin mean there's no room for negotiation?" Chen Shiwei snorted coldly.
"Eldest Young Master Chen, you're mistaken. Whether or not negotiations succeed is entirely up to you!" Lin Mu chuckled softly.
Chen Shiwei took his phone and hung up. There was no point in continuing the conversation; to do so would only be an act of self-humiliation!
"Hehe, he hung up!" Lin Mu shrugged, saying to Sophie.
