Quentin's interest in Yue Qingqing was indeed beyond imagination.
So much so that he didn't mind being used by Li Ruyun as a mere tool.
After all, such a pretty girl, if obtained, could probably be sold for a sky-high price.
But the reward was proportional to the risk, and Quentin was smart enough to see Yue Qingqing's uniqueness.
"You came to me specifically, probably because she's not easy to deal with, right."
Otherwise, given Li Ruyun's personality, any small-time punk would do just as well.
Just like in this bar, there were plenty willing to kill for a few hundred bucks.
Li Ruyun snorted, "Approaching her is not easy."
"What else?" Quentin felt there were other reasons.
"She also has some other skills, but in a prepared scenario, I believe you won't be unable to handle such a little girl."
"Other skills?" Quentin mulled over the words, recalling the mysterious power that suddenly erupted from Li Ruyun last time.
