Regret and Reflection ?
Liu Yong gazed at the staggering amount before him, a whopping 5 billion U.S. dollars. It was an immense sum, and every penny had been transferred to his account.
Evan Joyce pleaded, trembling, "Mr. Liu, please spare my life. I swear I'll pretend none of this ever happened. I won't even think about going to the police."
Liu Yong fixed his eyes on Evan Joyce, his voice dripping with calculated menace. "So, should I end your life, or should I show mercy?"
A resounding "plop!" echoed through the room, followed by the sight of several high-ranking figures dropping to their knees, their foreheads touching the floor as they begged, "Mr. Liu, we implore you, please spare us!"
It was evident that the fear of death had gripped them all.
"Plop, plop."
Even Evan Joyce, relinquishing any semblance of pride, joined the others on his knees, praying for mercy. He promised not to bear any grudges, trouble Liu Yong, or avoid involving the authorities.