C1777 Too Lighthanded
The oppressive silence shrouded Room 1505 like a shroud.
Eventually, it was Qin Feng who pierced the quiet.
"You have two options: either come up with the money to compensate me for the Blue and White Glass Porcelain, or I'll have you thrown in jail." Qin Feng rose, settled back onto the sofa, crossed his legs, and gazed down imperiously at Jiang Shu, who sat crumpled on the floor
