Chapter 292: Cunning Schemes, Opposing Attributes

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Yan Moshan looked at the three middle-aged men, each wrapped in a white towel in the pool, and said coldly,

"You're not qualified to ask how I know. If you want to live, hand over your gold cards obediently!"

"Young man! Each of us only has one gold card. If we give them to you, we won't be able to show off in front of others anymore, you know? Look, how about we give you money instead?"

Mr. Ximen Qingchun asked with a flattering smile on his face. Now, with him in the water and Yan Moshan out of it, he had no chance of fighting back. He was weaponless and taking on Yan Moshan was akin to seeking death.

"Your mother—still setting terms with me?"

Yan Moshan pushed his right hand toward Mr. Ximen Qingchun and uttered a light shout,

"Eight-fold Shockwave—"

Following Yan Moshan's light shout, a circular ripple of air directly spread toward Mr. Ximen Qingchun.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"