"I want to speak to Little White Tiger."
The Emperor gripped his Tachi tightly, several times wanting to swing it at Hu Du.
At a time like this, one had to admire his restraint.
Faced with his furious subordinates, the Emperor still chose to back down.
Judging by Xiao Gang's outrageous behavior along the way, he had no choice but to believe him.
These Little Lei Zi types didn't give a damn about their own lives. He couldn't gamble away a century's worth of accumulation.
Hu Du took out his phone and tossed it over.
"Moshi Moshi," came Old Ninth's mocking voice over the phone. "The number you have dialed cannot communicate with you... beep, beep, beep."
Listening to Old Ninth imitate a busy signal, the Emperor's face turned green.
The man was clearly making fun of him.
"Old Ninth, I know it's you."
"I want to talk to you people."
The Emperor suppressed his murderous intent, taking deep breaths to calm himself.
"Talk? What the hell do I have to talk about with you?"
"Have your people come out of the treasury, and I'll let them leave safely."
Faced with the imperial family's generations of accumulated wealth, he had no choice but to compromise.
"That's slander! Who told you Xiao Gang works for me? Who told you the people who blew up your treasury work for me?"
"Watch what you say. I'll sue you for defamation."
"Want me to send you a lawyer's letter?"
"Forget it. Your family's century of wealth squeezed from the people is almost gone. You probably can't afford a lawsuit anyway. Hang up, you pauper."
Old Ninth's endless unreasonable nonsense made the Emperor lose his composure several times.
He had even mentioned that Little Lei Zi's name, yet still claimed he wasn't from Chun Prefecture?