"Five million is not enough to leave you destitute, is it?"
Unperturbed by the anger on the girl's face, Wang Chao continued sipping his drink. He then leaned in and spoke softly into her ear:
"Surely, someone as influential as Poisonous Dragon in Yunhai's underworld can afford five million?"
"Hmph!"
The girl suddenly showed a change from laziness to tension, her posture shifting from sluggish to rigid. A chilling beam shot from her beautiful eyes.
"Hehe! Changed your mind about taking care of me, have you?"
Seeing her reaction, Wang Chao didn't care and chuckled.
"How did you find out?" The girl, noticing Wang Chao's lack of subsequent actions, relaxed once more and reclined back in her chair, before asking with intrigue.
Wang Chao shrugged carelessly, "It's not hard to guess. Girls who hit on guys in bars usually have two motives – money or lust."