With that, Xu Jiamu loosened his grip of the lighter. He looked at the guy, as though he was was waiting for him to continue.
The guy stared at the wad of cash in Xu Jiamu's hands and hesitated for quite a long time. Without so much as an utter of a word, Xu Jiamu flicked the lighter again, which promptly made the man speak up.
"Young master Xu, no matter what, please don't make any sudden moves. I earned that money for gathering a bunch of reporters to Mian Xiu Garden and tricking Miss Qiao on Madam Xu's request..."
Xu Jiamu halted. His face instantly froze over. "And then?"
The guy said just two words, "That's all...". Without batting an eyelid, Xu Jiamu pulled out a single red note, flicked the lighter, and set it alight. The guy shrieked "No!" with a regretful expression. The burning note fell from Xu Jiamu's hands and instantly turned to ashes as it fluttered to the ground.