Ye Feng's tone was cold as he spoke.
"Hmph, your identities and status are not simple, but I, Ye Feng, am not vegetarian. When I was a mercenary abroad, I killed many, even some with higher standing than you. I take money to do jobs, but don't go looking for trouble."
Having said that, Ye Feng let go of Sun Heng.
"You..."
Sun Heng, humiliated by the scolding, wanted to retort, but the long-robed elder quickly silenced him with a smoking pipe.
"Mr. Sun, let it go, don't talk."
"Hmph."
Having found an out, Sun Heng finally calmed down.
Ye Feng took the check for two hundred thousand from the sexy woman in sunglasses and stepped back onto the ferry.
"Friend, look, it took a bit of effort, but I got another two hundred thousand, so give me some face and let us all enter the village."
Zhang Xiaoshan took the check, giving Ye Feng a deep look.
"Alright, come on up."
