"If you want me to let your Young Master go... that isn't impossible. Of course, there has to be a price!"
"Name it. As long as it's within our means, I can make the decision and agree!"
"You bastard, who gave you the right to make decisions for me?
I'm not dead yet!"
The moment Leng Xuan heard that, he flew into a rage. Then he looked at Hua Qiang and said arrogantly, "As long as you let me go, name your terms. There isn't any bargaining chip my Leng Family can't produce!"
Fuck!
Charles Hades felt his vision go dark. His own useless Young Master was so stupid that it left him utterly speechless!
Who made promises like that? Wasn't that just letting the other side name an astronomical price with no room for bargaining?
Hua Qiang looked at this spoiled young master, an auntie-like smile spreading across his face.
"Not bad! Since you're so sensible, I won't be too unreasonable.
"How about this? This cruiser of yours, the combat ships in its hangar, and your ten thousand mech soldiers will serve as your ransom!"
"What?"
Leng Xuan cried out, then immediately cursed, "Bastard, you're asking for the moon! You want my Jile Hao cruiser and my ten-thousand-strong mech combat force? You must be dreaming..."
Hua Qiang frowned. Before he could continue, Hua Qiang grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up.
"Say one more fucking word and see what happens!"
Leng Xuan's face immediately turned the color of pig liver. His mouth opened desperately, his tongue hanging out, and he felt himself about to suffocate.
The two middle-aged guardians at his sides looked terrifyingly grim. They wanted to act several times, but with their Young Master in someone else's hands, they feared breaking the rat's bowl to