Thus, Li Tianming said seriously, "Rest assured, Lord An Ning. The Nebula Sacrifices I want will definitely be used mainly for my own cultivation and breakthroughs."
He was not simply demanding money. He would pay it back eventually; this was the An Clan's investment in him, and he had brought glory to the An Clan as well.
"I know." An Ning also knew that he was penniless. At crucial moments, he needed Nebula Sacrifices. With his breakthrough speed, the salary from being a former general staff officer and Junior Appraiser was far from enough to support his cultivation.
"From my own private funds, I can only give you two million for now. You've practically drained your sister dry!" An Ning glared at him after saying this, then continued, "As for the remaining eighteen million, I'll bring it up to my parents later. But I think it'd be best if the An Clan provided this money. What do you think?"
Li Tianming nodded. "That's true! Public money is naturally sweeter."
"Anyway, let my parents handle it. But this isn't a small sum, so it'll probably take some time. Wait a little patiently," An Ning said.
Li Tianming naturally understood.
Back then, when that Shaman Secretary Divine Officer had put up ten million Nebula Sacrifices as a bounty, it had shocked countless people.
His initial bounty of one hundred thousand had already made the young people's eyes burn with envy.
Now, he wanted twenty million!
Li Tianming wanted to seize the chance while he was still performing well and solve his Nebula Sacrifice problem in one go. Why refuse a bargain when it was right in front of him?
"You're making it seem like I'm keeping a pretty boy," An Ning said helplessly.
Li Tianming gave her a thumbs-up. "Don't doubt yourself.