A Ten Billion Yuan Bet

Chen Fan sat on a flat rock on the top of the hill and let go of Anqi. He didn't even stop the girl when Anqi started to walk around. Anqi rubbed her neck, her fear was written all over her face. Despite herself, she asked Chen Fan:

"You don't care if I run away?"

"I can find you and kill you even if you ran to the end of the world." Chen Fan said stoically. His eyes were half-closed.

He had covered the entire hill with his Divine Will and therefore, Zheng Anqi would have no chance of escaping. Even if she did, he would be able to trace her presence from miles away and get to her and kill her.

Zheng Anqi was quiet for a while and then asked again: "What are you going to do? Keep me here as a hostage so that my family will give you the ten billion?"

"Ten billion?" Chen Fan cracked a faint smile. "You have given me so much trouble, I think I will need more than just ten billion that you owe me."