When Qin Siyang turned off Conversation Shielding, his eyes still gleamed with menace, making Pan Youguang flinch.
By now, he was practically Qin Siyang's ultimate simp. Every smile and frown from Qin Siyang sent his emotions surging.
Qin Siyang did not discuss what he and Han Huizhi had talked about. Instead, he asked Pan Youguang on the screen, "Who's in your family?"
"...Huh?" Pan Youguang was terrified, his heart sinking into despair in an instant. "Minister Qin, didn't you... say you would spare me and my family?"
"Yes, I haven't changed my mind. I'm just asking about your family situation."
"Oh..." Pan Youguang swallowed. "My wife, a fifteen-year-old son, and a nine-year-old daughter."
"A son and a daughter. You're fortunate." Qin Siyang asked another question. "Do you have any wishes?"
"I... Right now, I just want my whole family to survive."
"Your second piece of information was a major contribution. That wish was already granted after you told me the first piece. I mean other wishes."
Hearing Qin Siyang call it a "contribution," Pan Youguang finally felt his anxiety ease.
But Qin Siyang's new question left him at a loss. "Other wishes? I haven't thought about anything else..."
Qin Siyang thought for a moment, then asked, "How do you plan to make a living?"
"Maybe open a restaurant..."
"Can you and your wife cook?"
"I'm not very good at it. My wife has always been a homemaker, and she's a decent cook, but she definitely can't compare with a professional chef..."
"Do you have any startup capital?"
"Not much..."
Qin Siyang shook his head. "So you don't really have a way to make a living. You just think a restaurant has a low barrier to entry and want to give it a try?"
"Yes..."
The more Pan Youguang spoke, the