C142 Choice
"What do you want?" Chu Yuyin's expression changed slightly. He raised his head and looked at the other party with a gloomy expression. "Do you want to die or money?"
Chu Yuan chuckled in a low voice. He reached out his hand to raise his chin. His contempt was obvious. "What? Fourth young master Chu is finally a little scared?"
Chu Yuyin looked at him. The veins on his hands
