"Stop. Don't say too much." Bull Slayer interrupted the Player who had been about to keep persuading Qiu Lei. "Boss Bai came all this way for this young lady. If you make him think she's one of us, he won't be willing to trade his entire fortune for her life."
Despite his words, Bull Slayer's flippant tone suggested he wasn't worried about Su Bai backing out. Perhaps he figured that, now that Su Bai had walked straight into their trap in the Abandoned Warehouse, where no Patrollers came near, their numbers gave them plenty of ways to make him obediently transfer the money.
After all, he was just a cripple from Fog City.
Su Bai might not have been their only target, but in their eyes, he was certainly one they could control. That might also have been why Bull Slayer refused to give up on draining every last bit of his wealth.
"Boss Bai, you've seen the young lady for yourself. Isn't it time we discussed that big business deal of ours?" Bull Slayer didn't stand up again. He merely extended a hand, inviting Su Bai to join him.
Su Bai didn't respond to the invitation. He remained at the warehouse entrance and said in his usual calm voice, "Although I only run a small Grocery Store, I suppose I can just about call myself a businessman. As far as I know, business means an exchange. You give something and receive something in return."
"But from the sound of it, you gentlemen from outside want all my assets? Then what would I receive from you in return? Nothing more than my employee's safety?"
"You really don't know when to give up." Meng Wei, who had been pushing Su Bai's wheelchair, moved to one side and watched him with an