"Are you threatening me?" Luo Ziling asked Lin Zecheng with a chuckle.
He originally didn't bother with these people, but since they clung to them like flies and even issued threats, he knew that a cold treatment wouldn't work anymore; therefore, he no longer avoided them.
"I'll give you a hundred thousand, leave immediately, and ensure that you won't approach Yuqing in the future," stepping closer, Lin Zecheng also noticed that Luo Ziling was quite good-looking, both in face and stature, even better than himself.
Such an opponent was a bit scary, so he immediately thought of using money to solve the problem.
His father had taught him that problems that could be solved with money were not big problems.
For someone like him, money was never an issue. He felt that a sum of money would definitely sort out a few students.
He liked Luo Yuqing and didn't want anyone threatening his pursuit.