"I don't accept rewards for things I haven't done. Please forgive me, but I can't accept."
Fang Yue refused, crisply and decisively, without even looking to see what was inside the brocade box.
Then, without waiting for them to say another word, he turned and left.
He still had to get breakfast. Any more delays and he'd be late.
"Pah! What a piece of work. Utterly shameless!"
"He's drunk with power and completely unforgiving. People like him are the worst. Sooner or later, he'll come crawling to us for help. We'll make him pay then."
"Sigh, what's the use of saying that now? If we can't get that shipment back, we're going to take a massive loss."
The men from Sanfu grumbled amongst themselves, their expressions growing uglier by the second.
"Gentlemen, did you just have a run-in with that Fang Yue? As it happens, I have a score to settle with him as well."
