Xiao Xun'er: "Two Saint Artifacts!"
Hun Dan held a pen and paper. Hearing this, he nearly dropped the pen in fright. "What? Two Saint Artifacts? Miss Gu."
Xiao Xun'er: "Call me Pavilion Master Xiao, thank you."
Hun Dan: "Pavilion Master Xiao, does Hun Ya have what it takes to break Saint Artifacts?"
Xiao Xun'er: "Both of my Saint Artifacts were for saving my life, so they're rather fragile."
Hun Ya, unable to speak, looked like his eyes were about to bleed.
Wasn't it one? How had it become two? Xiao Xun'er pointed at Hun Ya, who was whining and struggling desperately in Little Zi Yan's grasp.
"He seems very unwilling. That's fine. Soul Sweeping Tower, Soul Hall, and the Soul Clan have nothing to do with me. If he's unwilling, I'll just kill him to avoid trouble."
"No trouble, no trouble!"
Hun Dan pretended to panic as he frantically signaled Hun Ya with his eyes, sending him a voice transmission. "Brother Hun Ya, your life is what matters! Didn't you notice the way this young mistress looked at you just now? She's getting impatient. She wants to kill you!"
Hearing this, Hun Ya immediately caved.
He was right. His life was more important.
Since he had been captured alive and his identity exposed, getting extorted was inevitable.
After Hun Dan finished writing the "debt contract," he handed it before Hun Ya. Hun Ya obediently pressed his handprint onto it.
"Two copies. Here, Pavilion Master Xiao, this one is yours. I'll hold onto Brother Hun Ya's copy for now."
Hun Dan was being quite professional about it, ensuring Hun Ya would not be able to deny the debt! As for everyone else afterward, they were basically charged double the value of the items they had destroyed.
Of course, the actual cost