"What are all these people doing?" Rong Shang glanced at Zhan Minglei mockingly. "Are they going to fight?"
“You little brat, you have no right to speak here.”
Already annoyed that this woman had suddenly barged in and ruined his plans, Zhan Minglei felt even more irritated when she looked at him with amusement. He felt slighted and his anger flared even more.
If he weren't afraid of the gun in Zhan Nanting's hand, he would have had her kicked out long ago.
Turning his head, Zhan Minglei looked at the man beside Rong Shang, "Tell me, how do you plan to resolve this?"
"I only have one thing to say: if you don't give me half of the Zhan family's assets today, I will destroy the Spirit Pearl rather than hand it over to you."
"Zhan Nanting, don't forget, this is my territory."
After sitting down behind Zhan Minglei, a dozen men in black pulled out guns and pointed them at Zhan Nanting's group.
For a moment, dozens of dark pistols faced each other.
A thick aura of killing intent instantly enveloped the area around the reception room.
Zhan Nanting's dangerous gaze slowly swept around the surroundings, then he smiled faintly before sitting down on the sofa. "Lingzhu, you have to give it to me today, whether you like it or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han San's phone rang.
Zhan Minglei glanced at him subconsciously, just as Han San answered the phone.
Then, his expression suddenly changed. "What did you say?!"
Shocked, Han San's pupils widened.
When Zhan Minglei saw Zhan Nanting's meaningful smile, his brow twitched. He had a strange, ominous feeling. "What are you doing?"
Han San hung up the phone, his earlier morale already halved. "Brother Lei, Tiger said that Dark City is... is completely surrounded."
"What!?" Zhan Minglei stood up abruptly.
At that moment, the incomparably noble man opposite him lazily raised his eyes and glanced at him, "For a spirit pearl that is utterly useless to you, do you think it's worth it?"
"hateful!"
Zhan Minglei slammed the glass on the table to the ground with a loud crash, scattering shards of glass everywhere.
Zhan Minglei swallowed the urge to vomit blood; his face was already flushed with anger. "Fine."
He nodded, "You're good!"
Almost gritting his teeth, Zhan Minglei took out a wooden box from under the coffee table. Seeing that his precious possession had been placed under the coffee table as a stepping stone by this old man, Zhan Nanting was furious.
"Zhan Minglei!"
His attitude was as arrogant as ever. Zhan Minglei glanced at him, his anger rising even more. "What, you want me to return it to you, and this is your attitude?"
"Master Lei must be mistaken. It is you who are begging our Second Master to spare your Dark City."
A nonchalant voice emanated from Rong Chang's throat, her tone arrogant and overbearing.
Zhan Minglei gripped the wooden box tightly in his hand in anger. "Fine, Su Yuanchu, I'll remember you!"
Another day, she'd better not let him catch her, or he'll skin her alive.
"Zhan Nanting, I can return the Spirit Pearl to you, but you must first guarantee my safety."
Having lived for decades and suffered for so long, now everything has finally turned out for the better. Zhan Minglei is truly afraid of death.
Zhan Nanting nodded, and then he ordered his other subordinates to take a few steps back.
Thus, Zhan Minglei, because he possessed the Spirit Pearl, was able to lead his men past Zhan Nanting without incident.
But when Zhan Minglei walked past Rong Chang, it was unclear which part went wrong.
Suddenly, Rong Shang broke free from Zhan Nanting's embrace and walked out.
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