Because her son came to demand money and she didn't have any to give, Meng Shuyun was forced to death.
From disappointment, regret, and pain, Meng Shuyun awoke from a dream and was rebor...
Su Dahai couldn't help but swallow.
However, a gust of cold wind brought him back to his senses somewhat.
"This is illegal! Murder is punishable by death, I won't do it! Just give me the money you promised, I don't want any more."
Su Xiangbei scoffed and continued to raise the stakes.
"Really? I'll give you 10,000 yuan, and you still won't want it?"
"What...what did you say?!"
Su Dahai could hardly believe his ears.
My heart was pounding wildly, as if it were about to leap out of my chest.
Greed surged like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming him, and his hand unconsciously reached for the dagger on the ground.
Just as his hand was about to touch the knife, a voice suddenly rang out from outside the dilapidated temple.
Startled, Su Dahai quickly withdrew his hand.
Outside the dilapidated temple, Su Xiangnan shouted, "Su Xiangbei, I've brought the money you wanted. Release the people right now!"
Su Xiangbei picked up the knife from the ground and threw it into Su Dahai's arms. "Dad, you can't let me down!"
I've already thought of a way out for you, that's 10,000 yuan!
With this 10,000 yuan, you'll be a millionaire, able to do whatever you want wherever you go.
If you miss this opportunity, you'll never get another chance in your life. Think it over carefully.
"Do you keep your word? I brought the person here to you, but you haven't given me the money you promised. How can I trust you?"
Su Dahai still harbored resentment towards Su Xiangbei for going back on his word.
"Of course," Su Xiangbei promised without hesitation, "I'll pay you immediately once I start."