Sheng Bai was struggling internally, at a loss for words, but Qiao An quickly finished her roast chicken, wiped her mouth, and stood up.
"This one is Lear, one hundred thousand. This is Sun Qian, fifty thousand. This one's thirty thousand, and this one's twenty thousand. That adds up to exactly two hundred thousand, right?"
Qiao An held up her phone, her expression serious and professional. She was comparing their faces to photos on the official wanted website, shoving the men toward Mu Zimo one by one according to their price.
"I mention offhandedly that there's a reward, and you just happen to run into four of them tonight. Is that really a coincidence?"
Faced with Mu Zimo's suspicious gaze, Qiao An's eyes were sincere. She pointed unabashedly at Sheng Bai.
"I brought a witness this time. We were just here to livestream from the wilderness. It's a shame we ran into these guys before we even got to start digging. Such a buzzkill."
