Qin Fufeng was stunned. The feeling of seeing hope and then seeing it shatter before his eyes was like being pushed into an abyss.

"I kill you!"

Qin Fufeng's eyes turned red instantly, and he rushed forward to kill Qiao Suinian, but at this moment Qiao Suinian pulled out another brain marrow from somewhere.

"Young Master Qin, what's the rush? I have more than one of these," Qiao Suinian said with a smile.

Qin Fufeng indeed dared not make any rash moves, his face turning pale and then flushed.

What exactly do you want?

"What do I want to do? I don't want to do anything. I just want to tell Young Master Qin one thing: I can have as many of these as I want, but if you can't satisfy me, you won't get a single one!"

Qin Fufeng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and finally slowly let go, like a deflated balloon.

"I understand. I'll give you the black market. This time, I promise I won't try anything funny!"

"Not enough!" Qiao Suinian said with a smile.

"Not enough? What do you mean?" Qin Fufeng's eyes widened.

"Young Master Qin, you broke the contract first, and now you're begging me. Do you really think that if we can mend our broken relationship, I can pretend that nothing happened?"

The strange bronze mask revealed no expression, and only Qin Fufeng's panting could be heard in the room.

"Then tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"I heard your Qin family shouting outside in such a unified and powerful voice, you must all be elite experts. How about this, Young Master Qin, take the Qin family's elites and accompany me to handle a small matter, and our grudges will be wiped clean. What do you think? Isn't this a good deal?"