The price was a little high, but compared to his own life—and since it was within his means—two hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones really were not much. Still, it left him feeling stifled and wronged. Had he known this would happen, why had he come running over here like a fool to pay money for humiliation...
"Wait!"
Everyone was jolted, turning toward the speaker as their hearts leaped into their throats. At first, they had only been pained by the loss of such a huge sum, but now they feared that Niu Youde would go back on his word. They saw Niu Youde point at Pei Fang and say, "He was the ringleader. His voice was loud, disturbing my sweet dreams, so he is an exception—add another hundred million high-grade Spirit Stones. Everyone else remains the same." He truly was pressing them step by step, but Yue Qianchou naturally had his own reasons. Some people simply needed to be put in their place, especially these thick-skinned, black-hearted old monsters. If he acted as though nothing had happened and let them go for free, being so easy to talk to might instead make them suspect that he had a guilty conscience. In the end, they might turn around and test him again and again.
When dealing with people like these, he had to maintain the right amount of forceful pressure, making them feel fear and strain. He could not give them any chance to let their imaginations run wild. He had to put on an air of superiority and make it perfectly clear to them: I am stronger than all of you, and I can take your lives whenever I please.
The more relentlessly he pressed them, the more they would fear him. Of course, there had to be a limit