Rong Zhilin couldn't stop trembling, his legs kicking wildly as he moved backward.
In his expression, terror was written all over.
"Huff—"
"You you you... don't come any closer!" Rong Zhilin's courage had been scared out of him at this point, where was there any desire left?
Seeing the murderous look in Qin Jiang's eyes, he felt a chill down below...
Qin Jiang sneered, "When you were trying to commit your deeds with that little eel of yours just now, you weren't so talkative, were you?"
"I'm the eldest son of the Rong Family, the Beauty Aristocratic Family. Have you heard of it? I have a lot of money! A great deal of money, whatever you want... I can give you money!"
"Money?" Qin Jiang sneered in disdain, "Sorry, I don't need that stuff!"
Rong Zhilin continued, "It wasn't my fault, it was all this guy, all his bad ideas!"
In his desperation, he frantically pointed at Chen.