"I'm not interested! I never do any deals with sneaky people, so forget about it."
To the little old man's surprise, Han Li outright refused without even listening, a look of astonishment briefly crossing his face. However, he then seemed to recall something, his wrinkles smoothing out with a light chuckle.
"You speak too soon, fellow Daoist. It's better to listen first. After hearing me out, Brother Li can still make a decision. Otherwise, it is Brother Li who stands to lose," the old man's words carried an implicit threat.
"Disadvantageous to me! Now, that does pique some interest in Brother Li. Let's just listen to what you have to say," Han Li said, hands clasped behind his back, a hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.