C62 Good Girl!

Chiang Yitian's hands shook with rage, his face a sickly yellow, while the smirking man before him clearly harbored ill intentions.

He quickly scrambled to his feet and, with some difficulty, hefted the heavy suitcase onto his luxury sports car.

"I didn't realize the case would be this heavy, but no matter, it's fine on the car. We're about to go our separate ways