"Money's nothing. Talking about money ruins the mood."
Xia Ping said at once, waving his hand.
"No, no, we still have to pay you."
"Exactly! Big Brother Xia did so much for us and nearly died. What's a little money?"
"Yeah, big brother, if you don't take the money, you're disrespecting us. We'll get mad at you."
"We'll transfer it as soon as we get back. You can count on us to be quick."
"That's right. Big brother, make sure you take enough to buy some supplements. Don't be stingy. It'd be awful if you ended up with lasting injuries."
"You shouldn't shortchange yourself for anyone. We've got plenty of money, so don't try to save us any."
Hearing Xia Ping's words, the examinees all began clamoring.
What the heck?!
Jiang Yaru and the others were utterly dumbfounded. These people had all been victims. They'd been beaten up and extorted for several billion each. They should have hated Xia Ping more than anyone.
But now, every one of them was treating him like their own father, desperately trying to give him money. They even got angry when he refused. What was going on? What on earth was happening?!
Was this how victims were supposed to act? Didn't they have any professional ethics?
"Your generosity is impossible to refuse. Since you're all so eager, I'll accept your kindness." Xia Ping cupped his hands, looking embarrassed.
Jiang Yaru and the others' mouths twitched. They wanted to punch him. He was clearly greedy to the bone, yet here he was pretending money was no better than dirt. They'd never seen anyone so shameless.
And what was with these examinees? Even stupidity had its limits. They'd handed over billions without being asked and looked delighted, as if they'd gotten a bargain. What kind of