Although Alex was very angry and wanted to tear Noan into a hundred pieces, he knew he was too weak. Therefore, he tried his best to control the fire of rage in his heart.
"Are you happy now? Can I leave?"
"No!"
"You..."
"Let me leave, it's fine." Noan spoke again, cutting off Alex's words. "But you have to give me something that excites me."
Alex was so angry he nearly spit out a mouthful of blood.
Damn him! Is he a thief?
Alex gritted his teeth, thinking about that, but he didn't want to take it out.
After all, he had put in much effort to get that thing. Now, giving it to that mysterious person would make him extremely uncomfortable.
"It seems like you want to die!" Noan furrowed his brows, speaking in a cold voice filled with murderous intent.
He could tell that Alex seemed to be hesitating. He was sure Alex had something valuable but didn't want to take it out.