"One million per person. That's not too much, is it?" Jiang Xinghai said unhurriedly.
"One million per person…" Liu Biao staggered at his words. 'Five women... that means five million!'
Jiang Xinghai snorted coldly. "Of course, you can choose to pay with your life instead."
Liu Biao shuddered.
He knew Jiang Xinghai wasn't joking.
He couldn't bear the thought of paying with his life, so compensation was his only option.
"Young Master Jiang, five million… I don't have that much on hand. Could you perhaps give me some time?" Liu Biao said, a bitter taste in his mouth, as he tried to read Jiang Xinghai's expression.
"You want time? Fine. I'll come get it at noon tomorrow."
Jiang Xinghai agreed readily. He and Leng Ning were coming back to the Leng Family's place on Phoenix Mountain tomorrow anyway, so it was on his way.
"Thank you for your mercy, Young Master Jiang."
