C38 The Aura of Money

The incoming fist met Yang Xiu's with equal force. "Kid, this is my turf. We split the loot on sight," the masked woman declared, her voice icy, her eyes glinting with a frosty light.

Yang Xiu was out to cause trouble, his face hidden behind a mask as well. But upon seeing the woman, he couldn't help but smile.

"Lady, I've already handed over all the money to you during the day. Now