"What exactly do you want? If it's money you want, I can give it to you. Please, don't act rashly." Mr. Futian asked nervously. For someone like him, a wealthy heir, money could solve any problem.
Lin Tian let out a low, cold laugh but said nothing, pointing his wooden stick at the samurai and then gesturing for them to step aside.
Mr. Futian wasn't a fool. He quickly caught on and shouted at the samurai, "All of you, clear the way."
He yelled in Japanese, but Lin Tian understood. The samurai, upon receiving the order, dared not delay and immediately moved aside, clearing the way to the door.
Lin Tian escorted Mr. Futian, alongside Liu Wenxing and Zhou Botong, towards the exit. The samurai and bodyguards dared not act hastily.
There were still quite a few samurai blocking the corridor, but at Mr. Futian's command, they all stepped aside.
