The air seemed like streaming fire, scorching every nerve in their bodies, yet that burning sensation left everyone excited, even trembling.
Amid that restless, feverish atmosphere, the hall was unnaturally quiet.
Only after a long while did the shock and excitement on Rong Ming's face gradually fade, giving way to his usual calm composure.
"Thank you for your generosity, but I do not believe I can accept such a lavish gift."
His low voice was slightly hoarse and dry, but those words were no less than a massive bomb dropped into the hall, quiet on the surface yet seething like streaming fire beneath. As one, everyone turned toward the voice, countless gazes converging on the master of the house.
Had he gone mad? That was a six-star card...
The same thought sprang into everyone's mind at once. They stared at Rong Ming as though he were a monster.
Chen Mu's mind cleared, and he could not help letting out a long breath. When he looked at Rong Ming again, his gaze was filled with admiration. To remain clearheaded at a moment like this-his self-control alone was stronger than Chen Mu's by who knew how much. It showed just how firm Rong Ming's character was, how difficult he was to sway with worldly temptations.
Others began coming to their senses. Heavyweights such as Taishu Yong also recovered, their gazes growing deep once more. Rong Ming was right. If there really was a six-star card inside, this gift was far too lavish!
There was no such thing as a free lunch. Rong Ming understood the value of this six-star card all too well. What sort of organization was Faya? A ruthless organization for which murder and robbery were everyday fare! If an organization like that offered such a gift, what it wanted