C1051 It Doesn't Matter If It's Disgusting or Not

Hearing Ye Hong's spine-chilling tone, Mo Tianlin suddenly felt an icy shiver crawl up his back and a faint twinge in his mouth.

With a wry smile, he conceded, "You've got me shaking in my boots, kid. Just spit it out—what compensation do you want?"

A smug glint flickered in Ye Hong's eyes as he lay on the ground.

Ding! Intimidation successful. Intimidation ability +1. Current progress: 1/10