Time ticked by, second by second.
Xu Xiaoyou stared intently at the figure in the car window, her breathing slowing.
Deerman's fingertips tapped on the sofa, like a gong, one sound after another, unperturbed.
Clenching her fists tightly, Xu Xiaoyou's body's subtle reactions betrayed her, despite her best efforts to appear calm in the face of true death.
Deerman took all this in, then calmly turned his head.
"Invest in me."
Xu Xiaoyou almost bit her lips white from lack of blood, forcing the words through gritted teeth.
Deerman didn't seem displeased at the interruption, his gaze showing a hint of appreciation.
"Isn't your underworld fond of trading favors, making investments?"
"Who knows, maybe a seemingly insignificant person today will become someone incredible in a few years, right?"
"Just consider it as investing in me," Xu Xiaoyou repeated.
The girl's eyes showed no retreat, she raised her head to meet Deerman's scrutiny straight on.
