Gold Digger's eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open, oblivious as to what sort of expression he should be putting on. At that moment, he looked like a mime.
Old Man Geng sighed when he saw his friend's expression. "I told you from the beginning that your strategy is useless against him. It's better to come clean as soon as you meet."
"Didn't you say that he is just a bodyguard? What was his previous job? A detective?"
Gold Digger looked incredulous.
"Something like that," replied Zhang Heng. He then diverted to the earlier topic. "So one hundred credits. Can we set this price in stone?"