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"Fifty thousand dollars?"

When they heard this number, even Zhao Jie and the assassin stared wide-eyed, suspecting that they heard wrong.

However, Yan Wuyu lowered his head and repeated, "That's right, I do want to borrow fifty thousand from Miss Soong."

"You're crazy!"

"Fifty thousand! Hehe, Young Master Yan sure has a big mouth!" Miss Soong has never met you before