Even now, Lu Xin still had no idea what was going on.
But the doubts in his heart had already grown deep, and his curiosity had truly been aroused.
"Bah!"
"Why should I tell you?"
The boy was dressed in rags, but he had plenty of backbone. He refused to say anything and cursed fiercely instead: "If you've got what it takes, beat me to death. Aren't you just rich? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of rich people like you. If it comes down to trading one life for another, I won't be the one losing..."
"Who has nothing better to do than trade his life for yours..."
President Xiao, Gao Yan, and the others were both exasperated and speechless. They kept asking questions, but the boy stubbornly refused to answer.
"You should tell us."
Seeing how crazed he was acting, Lu Xin grew anxious as well.
Although he rather liked the way the boy cursed him for being rich, the boy couldn't keep cursing forever. It was delaying things.
After calming himself as much as possible, Lu Xin looked gently at the blunt and stubborn boy and said, "Maybe I can help that girl..."
"You..."
When he heard Lu Xin mention Chen Wei's name, the boy suddenly went berserk and began struggling again.
President Xiao let out a startled cry and took a step back. Gao Yan and Little Meng hurried forward to hold him back.
But the boy had worked manual labor for years, and he was genuinely strong. Gao Yan was tall and powerfully built, but he had suffered an injury in the past that had not fully healed. The boy actually broke free with a single heave, scrambled to his feet, his facial muscles twisted, and lunged desperately at Lu Xin.
"Seriously..."
Lu Xin