"Mr. Cowan, didn't you just ask me to make another offer?" Paige asked casually. "Oh? You want to go back on your word?"
"You..." Easton didn't know what to say.
"You're the leader of Wolf Gang, yet you can't keep your promise?"
Easton suddenly realized something. "You... You two know each other? You wanna buy Heavenly Ginseng at such a low price? Microvay Gang and Flame Gang colluded with each other just to take advantage of others? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Looks like you wanna go back on your word?" Martin asked calmly.
"If you say so!"
He would choose the former between more than 500 million dollars and reputation.
The lackey beside Easton whispered into Easton's ear, "Mr. Cowan, the people outside are all from Microvay Gang. We should be polite..."