"Hahaha...hahaha..."
Ao Jun's mad laughter erupted over the phone, interrupting Liu Zhizhong.
Ao Jun said, "Chi Zhongshui, damn, you still call yourself a trading company owner, are you that desperate for money? Asking me for compensation of a hundred thousand? Who do you think you are? Who do these damn lowlifes think they are? Can they compare to me, a dignified captain of the Goa Army? Cut the crap, issuing ultimatums, huh? Hurry, bring the woman back. It's the Lantern Festival, and I want to celebrate tonight."
Liu Zhizhong remained calm, with a great mindset, and said, "So, this preliminary courtesy is not working?"
"Stop whining! If you dare, bring it on! Show me how many soldiers you can muster, hmph hmph..."
"Fine! Since you've refused me like this, I won't be polite. Tomorrow, you may very well be a captain without a unit, haha..."
"Pah! Who the hell are you? Talking so big? I want to see how you make me a captain without a unit."
