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The Ancestor's anger was difficult to quell. Hua Xu walked on his knees to Jiang Chen and bowed his head in respect.
"Mr. Jiang, I was blind to your greatness. Please, don’t hold my foolishness against me, and don’t stoop to the level of someone like me."
Hua Yuejin had no intention of actually killing Hua Xu. Seeing him beg for mercy, he did not intervene; however, Jiang Chen's cold and resolute nature made it clear that obtaining his forgiveness would be a challenge.
"I won’t take your life. Since Hua Lao has come personally, I will give him some face," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.
Upon hearing this, Hua Yuejin immediately straightened up. Jiang Chen’s words were a pleasant surprise; for such a formidable figure to grant him face made Hua Yuejin feel honored.
"Don’t you have anything to say? Thank Mr. Jiang for sparing your life," Hua Yuejin scolded.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for sparing my life," Hua Xu repeated, bowing his head vigorously.
"Enough with the bowing," Jiang Chen waved his hand impatiently.
"Didn’t you hear Mr. Jiang? Get out of his sight quickly," Hua Yuejin scolded again.
Only then did Hua Xu retreat with his severed arm.
Inside the teahouse, a brief silence fell.
Gu Yu's face turned pale, feeling extremely awkward and trapped. The situation was now painfully clear. His only hope had been shattered. This seemingly ordinary young man, Jiang Chen, had a terrifying background.
"Manager Gu!" Qin Xiaoya called out.
Gu Yu snapped back to reality and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "President Qin, I’m willing to pay ten billion right away."
"You must pay the money, but your son will never regain his appearance," Qin Xiaoya replied coolly.
"President Qin, I beg you for another chance," Gu Yu pleaded humbly. At that moment, even if he didn’t know Jiang Chen’s identity, he could tell from the Ancestor of the Hua Family's attitude towards him just how significant Jiang Chen was—beyond imagination.
The Ancestor of the Hua Family was an absolute elder in the capital; even Gu Yu's father would have to address Hua Yuejin as "Uncle Hua."
"I already gave you a chance earlier. Now you must pay the money, but the antidote is something you won’t receive," Qin Xiaoya stated.
"President Qin, this is too unreasonable," Gu Yu said with a pained expression.
"Little Gu, why are you talking so much? Offending Mr. Jiang is not something money can resolve. Hurry up and get the money; otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude," Hua Yuejin turned to Gu Yu with a terrifyingly dark expression.
He was filled with hatred for Gu Yu; if it weren’t for him, the Hua Family wouldn’t have offended Mr. Jiang. Moreover, he was shocked and excited that Mr. Jiang would actually give him face this time. Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang had already shown him leniency once; if anything happened again or if he needed help in the future, it was likely that Mr. Jiang wouldn’t be so forgiving again.
In Hua Yuejin's eyes, the favor Mr. Jiang had granted was akin to a divine opportunity. Gu Yu had squandered that chance, so how could Hua Yuejin possibly remain in good spirits?
"But I took the money, and Mr. Jiang is unwilling to save my son. Doesn't that mean I've taken the money for nothing?" Gu Yu trembled with fear, but ten billion was no small sum. If he had spent that amount for nothing and his son still ended up disfigured, wouldn't he be suffering a tremendous loss?
"Haha, you took the money to save your own life. To Mr. Jiang, your life is as insignificant as an ant; he can crush it whenever he pleases," Hua Yuejin said in a deep voice, displaying a sense of eagerness.
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