Gold Silk Vest

Chapter 117: Gold Silk Vest

It was the hot summer of June. Even during the morning, the sun was slightly scorching.

Under the glare of Teng Qingshan, the Great Master’s forehead started dripping sweat. This did not result from the scorching, hot summer; it was due to the fear and shock. After the quick fight just now, the Great Master understood that this lieutenant of the Black Armored Army that stood before him was an extremely terrifying expert. He then stuttered, “Lord Lieutenant, what- what do you want? Just tell me.”

Teng Qingshan stretched out his hand and raised five fingers.

“Fifty..fifty thousand silver taels?” The Great Master stammered.