Chapter 145 Xiang Beiyuan Has a Terminal Illness!
- “Whether I have five hundred grand isn’t up to you. If you want me to cash out, put up seventy-five grand, not stand here and yell.”
- Francis Lynch’s tone was ice-cold, with zero respect, even though, technically, Xiang Beiyuan counted as an elder to him.
- But a heartless elder like Xiang Beiyuan? Francis had long stopped recognizing him.