Tian Sangsang sneered coldly, "I can earn my own money. Spending someone else's money makes me uncomfortable. And besides, what the hell is this? Two hundred bucks to buy my son? Sorry, even a hundred million wouldn't be enough to catch my eye."
Oh, wow. What big talk. What a fierce village woman. She's really got no filter on that mouth of hers.
Even more arrogant and brazen than him.
Zhao Chun spat on the ground and muttered to himself, "Am I crazy, stupid, or just dazed, wasting my breath arguing with this lunatic? Still dreaming of a golden phoenix flying out of the hillside. Based on what? Her pitch-black complexion, or her hefty layers of fat? Even if she offered the lard from her fat to make oil, I wouldn't take it."
One of the young men turned to Zhao Chun and said, "Damn it, Zhao Chun, why are you wasting time? If she doesn't listen, beat her up first, talk later! Once she's submissive, everything becomes negotiable!"
