When the other party remains silent, Tate Landry is left to linger in the treasure pavilion, uncertain of when he might receive a response that would allow him to leave. However, with a clear answer now given, Tate decides it’s time to stop wasting time. He surveys the crowd in the hall, noting their anxious postures, and speaks coldly: “The car I requested is ready, so I will be departing now. Thank you all for your cooperation. Once I leave, you will be free.”
Upon hearing this, the more than one hundred individuals present felt a wave of relief wash over them. Smiles began to surface on their faces as they realized they had narrowly escaped a potentially disastrous situation. In a country like China, wherew and order generally prevail, most people never face such threats in their lives. For those who do, simply emerging unscathed is considered a stroke of great luck. Thus, everyone rxedpletely, eagerly awaiting Tate’s departure to finally put this crisis behind them.
Just then, Tate Landry interrupted their relief: “Everyone, I have one more request to make. I trust you’ll see me as trustworthy and not refuse.”<fn8f1e> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on Find1Novel</fn8f1e>
This announcement caused a ripple of tension to spread through the crowd. No one was sure what Tate wanted. If it were a mary demand, they mightply, willing to part with their belongings as long as no one was harmed. However, they were anxious he might have other intentions.
In that moment, Tate exined, “I have arranged for a Rolls Royce, but if I attempt to leave alone, they will certainly kill me on the way. Therefore, I need to find two individuals to apany me for the journey. Once we’ve safely exited Aurous Hill, I will allow these two to leave.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
With a slight smile, he added, “Are there any volunteers?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone instinctively lowered their heads. They resembled students who dread being called upon in ss, hoping to avoid attention. Yet, deep down, each person held onto a sliver of hope—surely, with over a hundred people present, the odds of being chosen were slim.
In truth, Tate already had someone in mind, but he needed to maintain the facade. Any indication of favoritism could jeopardize his interests with the benefactor supporting him. So, he feigned disappointment, saying, “You’re really not being helpful. I’ve kept my word to you, yet now that I need a little assistance, you all shrink away like turtles. Isn’t that a bit too much?”
Despite his taunts, no one dared respond. Everyone understood the risk of being the first to speak up; they knew that drawing attention to themselves might lead to being the chosen ones. Thus, they kept their heads down, avoiding eye contact.
Growing frustrated, Tate shouted, “Damn it! You realize you’re ying with fire, right? I’ve shown you kindness, and yet you can’t even look at me? Fine! I’ll count to three. If anyone doesn’t look up, I’ll shoot!”
As soon as he issued this threat, over a hundred heads snapped up, all eyes fixed on Tate Landry. In that moment, the instinct for self-preservation took over; no one dared challenge the man who clearly relished instilling fear.
Tate’s gaze roamed the room before settling on Deana and Zara. With a lewd grin, he remarked, “I didn’t expect to find such a beautiful pair of sisters here. If I must face death, I would choose you two lovelydies!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>