C75 Your Hands Don't Listen to You

Creak!

The car door swung open, and Ye Tian stepped out, his gaze fixed on the old man, devoid of any emotion.

"Now, do you still want the money?"

The old man was visibly shaken, his face ashen and devoid of color, a mix of fear and regret etched into his features.

He had to admit, he had guessed right.

Ye Tian wasn't really going to run him over; it was all a bluff