As he walked into the room, Dong Haize's eyes instantly turned fierce. He had been in the feng shui business for many years, but never had he been extorted like this.
Knowing this place was no longer safe, with someone as unscrupulous as Old Lin, there was every chance he would sell him out with a mere flip of the hand.
Quickly stuffing all his belongings into a backpack, Dong Haize picked up the hotel pen and wrote a few lines on a napkin, leaving it on the table.
Then he climbed out of the hotel balcony window. His room was on the second floor, not too high.
For someone like Dong Haize, it was a piece of cake.
At the moment, neither the front nor the back doors of the hotel were secure; someone could be secretly watching. He had to find another way out.
"The black market there is unreliable. As soon as I sold a gold sphere, someone came looking for me. The remaining gold spheres probably can't be sold in Gamuzhe City anymore. I have to leave quickly."
