"I want him to be left with nothing!"
As Qin Fan's voice emanated from the phone, Li Yicheng on the other end of the line fell silent.
After all, Wen Congshu was a prominent figure in the Macau Earth Realm. To reduce such a man to nothing was easier said than done. But no matter how difficult, Qin Fan had spoken. Li Yicheng had no room to refuse. In his eyes, Qin Fan's future was destined for heights beyond any ordinary person's estimation. Just to build a good relationship with him, or even to curry favor, Li Yicheng had to take this gamble, even if it risked mutual destruction.
Qin Fan didn't press him for an answer. Five seconds. Ten seconds. Fifteen seconds. The silence finally broke at the nineteenth second.
Li Yicheng's voice came through, "Rest assured, Mr. Qin. I guarantee the task will be completed!"
With a simple, "Thanks," Qin Fan ended the call.
Death often isn't what people fear most. What's truly terrifying is to live on with absolutely nothing.
