"One Flame Coin? You're dreaming. Damn!"
Wang Lishan's face twisted with anger as he glared furiously at Ye Xuan, gritting his teeth, and yelled.
"Hmph!"
Ye Xuan remained calm and indifferent, giving a faint smile and said, "Since Mr. Wang doesn't agree, then forget it. After all, I have plenty of time and can keep playing with you. Just afraid you can't afford to play."
"Weijia, let's go."
Ye Xuan stood up and stretched lazily.
He nodded goodbye to President Li and then left the private room.
Following closely behind was Meng Weijia.
After leaving the hotel.
Ye Xuan got into the Rolls-Royce.
Meng Weijia sat in the driver's seat, looking puzzled, and asked, "Mr. Tang, do you really intend to only offer the Wang Family one Flame Coin as compensation?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Xuan smiled coldly, his expression gloomy, and said, "One Flame Coin, it's already generous. Since he refuses this Flame Coin, let's be straightforward—take down the Wang Family directly."
