Pfft—
The moment Chu Liang named fifty thousand, Shang Shuwen nearly spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
The kid looked so fair and handsome—how did he stop acting like a human the moment he opened his mouth?
Fifty thousand Sword Coins.
He really dared to say it.
Even he, a mere peak master, could not possibly pull out fifty thousand Sword Coins at any given moment. Could a Divine Intent Realm cultivator like him have fifty thousand Sword Coins?
Even if he really did, with such a massive pile of Sword Coins lying there, Zhang Xingyuan probably would not have dared to pick them up. What outlaw would dare commit such an enormous crime? If he said Zhang Xingyuan had robbed him of that much, only an idiot would believe him.
Hearing this, even Empress Feng showed a flicker of surprise in her eyes. She had likely not expected Chu Liang's figure to exceed even her own estimate.
Then, the look she gave Chu Liang carried a trace of approval.
The one most on the verge of collapse, however, was Zhang Xingyuan behind Shang Shuwen.
The enemy was clearly strong while they were weak. His master was planning to smooth things over, so naturally he did not mind paying compensation, but... how had things suddenly become so absurd?
Fifty had become fifty thousand—what kind of outrageous multiplication was this?
Was that something a person could say?
He hurriedly shouted, "How could that be possible?! Master, heaven and earth bear witness! I only demanded fifty Sword Coins from him! He's talking nonsense!"
At once, Shang Shuwen turned and glared at him.
So the extortion had really happened.
Did that not completely confirm that they were in the wrong...
The instant she heard that, Empress Feng's brows shot up.