Nate Schumacher clearly intended to put us in a tight spot, yet Gao Yang's heart felt nothing but elation. The reason was simple: even if he had to spend every last penny, there was still a chance for a comeback. But if he got killed, then everything would be truly over.
Grateful even though he was being taken advantage of, that was Gao Yang's current mindset, for a simple reason: any mercenary group would have to carefully consider the consequences of waging war against the violent institutions of a normal country.
"Name your price, now!"
Under Gao Yang's urgent prompting, Nate spoke leisurely, "Alright, considering that you're about to be wiped out, I'll name my price. One hundred million US Dollars."
Nate sure knew how to demand an exorbitant sum. Gao Yang, who had braced himself for a blow, rolled his eyes at the figure.