C873 A Shrewd Villain

Ma Chaozhuo's face twitched uncontrollably as he fought the impulse to flatten Zhao Yu into a pancake with a single palm strike. "Nobody's accusing you of extortion," he said, his voice strained with the effort of keeping calm. "I'm offering compensation voluntarily. Let's agree to let bygones be bygones and call it even."

Finishing his statement, Ma Chaozhuo was consumed with shame