"Don't blame me for turning ruthless."
That voice immediately replied: "We only respect the strong. Someone like you, a naive boy who can't even guard his weapon, doesn't deserve our respect."
"Besides, you've killed so many of our people."
Shen Ye sighed in disappointment.
——Looks like this month's "Lending Treasure" repayment will have to be earned by working myself.
He placed his phone on the table and waited silently for ten seconds.
Time's up.
His mood worsened.
"Mike, are you really here to mediate?" Shen Ye asked.
"I usually handle such matters for everyone, but this time, it's my fault. I didn't expect they'd even steal your treasure sword." Mike desperately tried to appear sincere.
"So what now?" Shen Ye asked.
"I've taken up so much of your time and was blind enough to give these guys a chance to target you—that's on me."
"Major General, please send me your bank account number."
"I need to offer a genuine compensation."
Mike said anxiously.
