The next morning.
Luo Wensu had received he zhehan's flustered and exasperated call early in the morning.
When he found out that he had actually spent money to put up a bounty on his head in the black market, he suddenly came to his senses.
"Are you crazy?" Luo Wensu wiped his face.
"I'm crazy! She almost laid her hands on my mother yesterday!"
He zhehan roared. Luo Wensu could feel his anger through the phone.
Luo Wensu didn't know what to say.
"But up until now, no matter how much I bid, not a single person has accepted!"
He zhehan hated the feeling of losing control.
In his eyes, she was just a woman as fragile as an ant. He could casually stretch out his hand and crush her to death!
Yet, she had challenged her limits time and time again!
"I don't believe that I can't cure her!"
After saying this, he zhehan didn't care about Luo Wensu's reaction and hung up the phone!
Luo Wensu had a headache.