At this point, Yang Feng could only endure the bleeding in his heart and take out all the cash he had on him, totaling over three thousand yuan.
And seeing this thin stack of money, mocking laughter erupted around him!
"He dares to say he isn't short of money with just over three thousand yuan? What a show-off!"
"This kid's head must've been slammed by a door!"
"Mr. Scar, no need to waste words with him, just toss him into the river behind!"
Mocking laughter filled the air.
Lin Fan also felt completely embarrassed, his attempt at showing off got thwarted by Yang Feng's three thousand yuan.
Lin Fan hurriedly gave Yang Feng a look, silently asking if he had any more money.
Yang Feng could only shake his head helplessly.
Seeing this, Lin Fan rolled his eyes in resignation, then said, "Why are you all laughing? A bunch of bumpkins, who carries that much cash these days? With a card in hand, I own the world!"
