Money speaks -24

Xiao Ling'r felt the heavy weight of Bai Lung's words pressing down on her, the pressuring aura surrounding him made it hard to breathe properly.

The feeling was too indescribable, something profound yet cold.

She clenched her fists, trying to steady her trembling hands.

She felt a chill run down her spine as Bai Lung's grip tightened further, his eyes boring into hers with an unspoken command.

She knew there was no escape from his demand.

Dhup! Dup!

Her heart raced, while her sharp cold eyes glanced at Ling Fei.

"Very well, Young Lord," she uttered.

Her voice was barely above a whisper, as she tried to maintain a semblance of composure.

" if this is what you want, I will do as you ask, " She added with a composed tone.

At the same time, Ling Fei's eyes widened in horror and disbelief, he simply couldn't believe this, rather he didn't wished to believe it.