Why Don't You Just Rob Us?

Inside the Aimei Family's main hall.

Aimei Tian paced back and forth anxiously through the hall, looking extremely agitated. Aimei Fa and Aimei Lang were there as well.

"I knew it. No one would dare take on this mess."

Aimei Tian said gloomily.

Aimei Fa hesitated for a moment. "Is it because our price isn't low enough? How about we drop it another ten percent? The risk is too great. We can only lure buyers in with the price."

"I don't think it's a pricing issue."

Aimei Tian said.

His son, Aimei Lang, hesitated before saying, "I think Third Uncle has a point. Even if we sell at forty percent, we'd still get 4.5 billion. It won't be too late to make a comeback with that money. But if we don't sell quickly and leave this damn place, Mist City, we'll not only suffer losses in the future, but we'll also face retaliation. Even our safety won't be guaranteed. No one's come looking for trouble yet because they're still wary of the Golden Saber Sect. After all, the Golden Saber Sect hasn't openly announced that it's cutting ties with us, so they still have their reservations."

"But as time passes, the Golden Saber Sect will definitely make its stance known. Once it declares that it has nothing to do with the Aimei Family, we'll be surrounded and attacked. By then, it'll be a complete disaster."

Aimei Lang analyzed.

After hearing what his son and brother said, Aimei Tian became even more nervous. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Fine. Send out the notice immediately."

Outside the Aimei Family estate.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared at the entrance. The guard was a foreigner, and upon seeing several yellow-skinned people, he instinctively assumed they were Chinese. He asked in rather clumsy