After enjoying a luxurious massage, Zhou Yuan had just stepped out of the room when she saw Julie waiting outside for some time.
"Reagan seems to have cried," Julie said with a smile.
"Cried?" Zhou Yuan was stunned. Could it be? Is his psychological endurance really that poor?
"Well, his eyes were red. I guess he hasn't suffered such a loss before."
Julie paused, her smile fading as she warned seriously, "You'd better be careful. Reagan is a vengeful person. Anyone who has crossed him in the past has mysteriously disappeared. He will definitely retaliate against you sooner or later."
"He has already started."
Zhou Yuan shrugged helplessly, "A few minutes ago, someone anonymously posted a bounty targeting me, offering twenty million for my head. Who else could it be but him? Twenty million, heh... Honestly, even I'm tempted."
Maybe I should find an opportunity to dispose of the "Wang Zhen" identity and claim the reward?
Seems feasible.