Ji Lianxing frowned, "Trying to buy me off? What kind of person do you think I am? I'm very contractual..."
"Two hundred thousand taels!"
"Haha, you think I haven't seen money before?"
"Fifty... no, one million taels!"
"Deal!"
Ji Lianxing's eyes sparkled as she extended her delicate hand, "Cash or silver note?"
"..."
Duan Zhongmou's mouth twitched.
He was panicking, who would carry a silver note worth a million taels on them!
"I don't have that much on me right now, but rest assured, this amount is nothing for the Prince Yu Mansion... We have businesses everywhere, and connections in Cao Yun for salt and iron. As long as you let us leave, a mere million taels is no issue..."
"You talked for so long, turns out it's just empty promises?"
"The Princely Heir is already a fugitive; surely the court will confiscate the mansion's assets. You think I'm foolish?"
