Seriously, god damn it!
Ai Hui inwardly roared with anger, as if there were several wild beasts trampling about.
He seldom had such a tenuous grasp over his self-control, but today, he truly wanted to use a brick and pound it into Duanmu Huanghun’s face.
He controlled his urges, but only by forcibly restraining himself.
He told himself that if Duanmu Huanghun were to sustain injuries, he wouldn’t be able to receive compensation. If he could have killed him, he would have already taken action. If he could not kill him, then there was no point in beating him up. Hence, he restrained himself.
In the Wilderness, telling someone, “Since you saved me, I owe you a favor” would result only in impending death. No one knew if you would live to see the next day. By saying “I owe you a favor,” not only would nobody rescue you in the future, you could also be killed that very night. In such an environment, a favor was very much worthless.
Trying to reap more than you sow?
What an ingrate!
Ai Hui’s impression of Duanmu Huanghun was already set in stone. Without batting an eyelid, he continued, “Is a favor worth fifty million yuan?”
“Of course!” Duanmu Huanghun said with pride shining on his face, “How could you compare my favor to a mere fifty million?”
Indeed, he had the background to prove his worth. As the future heir of the Duanmu family and his discipleship to Dai Gang, it was not excessive of him to say that his favor was worth more than fifty million yuan.
Ai Hui restrained himself from murdering the boy, but his patience was wearing thin. “All right, I don’t need anything else, just two favors. When combined, that totals one hundred million yuan.”
Now Duanmu Huanghun had been rendered speechless. How could he have calculated it like this? Didn’t he realize the potential usefulness of his favors? Didn’t he want to be a part of the Thirteen Divisions in the future?
Fifty million yuan? Was this chap insulting him on purpose? How could his favor only be worth fifty million yuan?
No matter how stupid he was, shouldn’t he at least think before speaking?
Duanmu Huanghun regarded Ai Hui with a look of despise, his gaze increasingly hateful. This chap was such a lowborn. It was already repulsive that Ai Hui was vulgar enough to desire compensation for a good deed.
An indescribable rage rose up from within Duanmu Huanghun. He felt as though a precious item he had gifted to a recipient had just been thrown to the dogs without a second thought. And he actually had the gall to ask the dog if he would like to eat such a good item.
Duanmu Huanghun’s face paled, his gaze practically shooting flames.
But instead of cowering, Ai Hui only laughed. “Let’s stop with the brainless crap. Do you have one hundred million yuan?”
Looking at him, Duanmu Huanghun’s anger intensified. He almost blurted out a “yes,” but at the last moment, a thought occurred to him and his expression changed.
Since young, he had lived a life of luxury, never lacking in money. His family invested heavily in his daily needs such as food, housing and training. Whatever he needed, his family bought for him without a second thought.
In terms of cash, however, he did not have much on hand, and neither would his family be willing to give him such a large amount like one hundred million as allowance.
Even if he wanted to, he was clueless on how to approach such a topic.
Borrow from a friend? He shook his head inwardly. If he didn’t have such a hefty allowance, then neither would his friends. Furthermore, he knew them well; unlike him, who obsessed over training with no desire to chase after an extravagant lifestyle, they indulged in life’s pleasures by overspending with no savings left over. He would rather rely on himself to come up with the one hundred million yuan.
Seeing the change in Duanmu Huanghun’s expression, Ai Hui felt that this guy was despicable. He continued, “You don’t have it, right? You’re really good at blowing your own trumpet, but it’s only empty talk. My judgment of you was correct. It’s all right, I’ll just take it as if I had rescued a dog.”
In Ai Hui’s mind, Duanmu Huanghun had been labeled as a hypocrite and an ingrate.
Ai Hui could not be bothered with him and swagged off without a second thought. He was a person who clearly distinguished between love and hate. If he felt that Duanmu Huanghun was not worth it, speaking more than a sentence to him was a waste of his time; and time was precious.
Duanmu Huanghun’s expression alternated between green and red. He bit down on his lips viciously.
Insulting, extremely insulting! Since young, he had never felt so insulted. Yet, he could not utter a single word of rebuttal. If the other party desired jewels or heirlooms, he would’ve been able to think of ways to procure them. But Ai Hui wanted cash, his achilles heel.
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