Ye Fan was very direct: "But this person, this god, is not you. I just say one word, and you still don't want to pay back the money?"

"Two billion is not my decision. If you have the ability, go to the eldest prince."

"But he expected that you would come to me, and he asked me to tell you..."

Ruan Jingyuan suddenly put down her wine glass and looked at Mark Ye with a meaningful smile:

"If you don't repay this money, you will treat him as a filial piety."

She whispered: "What can you do if you are angry?"

"Honor him?"

Ye Fan stood up and looked at Ruan Jingyuan:

"If he dies, the money can be burned to him, but if he is alive, he must pay it back!"

"Tell the eldest prince that you will pay back two billion before sunset tomorrow. If it exceeds one day, five hundred million will be added. If it exceeds three days, you will not pay back..."

"I'll see you in the temple, but I'll see you in the world!"

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers in the air.

"Snapped--"

With this action, a sudden change occurred in the dog fighting ring.

Dozens of vicious dogs suddenly trembled and fell to the ground with a scream.

His mouth and nose were all black and his orifices were bleeding.

Only the Tibetan Mastiff is alive and well.

"Walk!"
Chapter completed!