When Wang Wenze spoke, he didn't use the common language of the Magic plane but instead spoke in Mandarin. However, his tone and the look in his eyes made Billbom feel that he wasn't saying anything nice. Pei Yan glanced at him, waved the cigar in his hand, and deliberately joked in the common language, "No rush to give him a chance to persuade me; isn't there still half a cigar's worth of time?"
"Surrender! We are willing to surrender to Mr. Pei!" Billbom no longer cared about the dignity that at this moment had become irrelevant, eagerly surrendering to Pei Yan for the survival of his family.
"Alright! Then let..."
