"I'm not dead?"
Duann Ming sat up, then looked at Ye Qingzhou with a complex expression, "You're not going to kill me?"
"What good would it do me to kill you?"
"My head is worth 20 million now."
"..."
Ye Qingzhou suddenly felt a bit tempted, instinctively touching the hilt of his sword. This action made Duann Ming's spine chill and cold sweat break out on his forehead.
In the end, Ye Qingzhou still gave up the easily obtainable 20 million fortune, "Sigh, I'm just too kind-hearted."
Duann Ming didn't believe even the punctuation in this sentence, as he had witnessed at the Hee Family how Ye Qingzhou could kill without blinking. There must be a reason he wasn't being killed now.
Duann Ming steeled his heart and looked at Ye Qingzhou with unyielding eyes, "If you're trying to use me to go against the Heart Evil Stream, I advise you to give up. I will not betray the organization."
