"What Miss Duan? I don't know what you're talking about." Duan Ying looked alarmed when the unfamiliar man called her by name. She waved her hands repeatedly. "You've got the wrong person."
"No, it seems I haven't." The burly-faced man gave a vicious grin, stepped forward, and reached for Duan Ying.
Duan Ying shrank back in fright. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man to her right, who had slightly turned his head and pretended not to see anything. Her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness.
Gritting her teeth, she shouted, "Please save me! I can offer a reward of one hundred thousand Abyss Coins!"
"One hundred thousand?" The passengers had just begun to rise when a shrieking rush of air erupted.
Half the burly-faced man's teeth sprayed from his mouth as he toppled backward, crushing several lackeys beneath him before rolling out of the bus.
Staring blankly at Chen Xu, who seemed to have merely swatted away a fly before leisurely returning to his seat, Duan Ying's lips moved a few times. It took her a long while to recover. "Th-thank you."
That still counted as not even entering a stage?
"No need to thank me." Chen Xu held out his palm before Duan Ying.
Although one hundred thousand would not even make a ripple among the resources he currently needed, getting one hundred thousand from a single move was easy money. Being thrifty and diligent had always been one of Chen Xu's virtues.
"Uh... I can't exactly carry one hundred thousand with me at all times, can I?" Duan Ying awkwardly looked away, silently calculating how much remained in her private stash.
She had always been taught that anything money could solve was not a major problem, so she had instinctively shouted out that