Mu Jianfeng had always been a tough guy, and he was still looking for ways to fight back and turn the tide though he had been forced to wade into deep waters. Ye Kun could never surpass Mu Jianfeng in this. 

Xia Lei was silent, seemingly feeling the jab of something. 

Ye Kun sneered, “Guilty now, Xia Lei? You want USD400,000,000? Can you take that money with a clear conscience even if we give it to you? Don’t open your mouth so wide if you have no appetite for it!”  

Xia Lei kept his silence. 

Mu Jianfeng said, “Let’s not talk about 400,000,000 or 200,000,000. Just USD50,000,000 will do. This is a huge sum too. I believe you’ll be able to persuade your prince friend, won’t you?” 

He seemed to mean something else by that.

Xia Lei raised his head at that and looked at Mu Jianfeng and Ye Kun. He gave a laugh. “USD 50,000,000? You actually dared to suggest it? Even if I agree to it, Prince Khalifa won’t. What is USD 50,000,000 to him? Let me remind you that it is not me who is...