"Tell them, I want this," Nalan lazily stretched out also a finger.
"They're talking about US dollars,"
"I'm talking about pounds,"
"..."
Ten million pounds? For a tennis match?
Nalan truly lives up to the Nalan name... just like their leader, so ruthless!
Xiao sent the message back, and Liang Qing could see the distorted faces of the Yun Family members, and soon...
"They've agreed,"
"Of course, they would," Nalan's expression was very indifferent, "Above the Yun Family are just three old men with some ability, and everyone below is useless as a wallow of mud, they couldn't possibly let three old men onto the tennis court, could they? Otherwise, they would lose face and be ridiculed, letting Sui Yi humiliate them once again, or ten million pounds... If they can't even weigh such simple choices, then us Ghost Teeth should really consider whether to swallow up the Yun Family..."
Such words also made Liang Qing smirk, the Yun Family indeed seemed to be in its twilight.
