Fear!
The fear of death became almost tangible, flooding Liu Ruyan's mind like a tidal wave!
She looked into Yue Xiaofei's emotionless eyes and knew he wasn't joking!
He really would kill her!
Take that gamble?
She didn't dare!
Clang!
The silver Derringer Pistol slipped from her limp hand and fell onto the cold floor.
At that moment, Liu Ruyan's last shred of resolve collapsed!
She gave up all resistance, frantically slapping at Yue Xiaofei's arm while her legs kicked wildly in the air.
Yue Xiaofei watched her face turn purple from lack of air, his gaze still cold.
He let go.
Thud!
Liu Ruyan crumpled to the floor, clutching her throat as she coughed desperately and gulped down fresh air.
Tears, snot, and saliva covered her face. She was a complete mess.
Not a trace remained of her earlier allure.
Liu Ruyan knelt on the floor, trembling so hard she didn't even dare raise her head.
Yue Xiaofei looked down at her as though she were a lowly cur.
Kneeling there, Liu Ruyan could only stare at the floor. She dared not look up at Yue Xiaofei, and her body wouldn't stop shaking.
She had lost.
Utterly and completely.
Threats of violence, temptations of money and beauty, even her final desperate gamble—before this young man, they had all been a joke.
Yue Xiaofei ignored her and turned toward the enormous rosewood round table.
The ten silver cases stuffed with cash still lay open on it.
The red banknotes gleamed enticingly beneath the lights.
Yue Xiaofei glanced over the billion yuan in cash without a flicker of emotion.
He picked up a bundle of notes and weighed it in his hand. Then he did something that left everyone dumbfounded.
He pulled a single note from the bundle.
Just one. One