Gray Three's expression turned grave. Dark, nether-black radiance rippled around him, and an immense pressure descended like an abyss. The corners of his eyes were sharp as blades. "Miss Ruolan, what is the meaning of this? If the deal falls through, will you use force to crush me?"
Having drifted through the Boar Hunters' circle for many years, clawing and scrambling his way through life, Gray Three had survived to this day because his foundations ran deep and his methods were plentiful. Zhang Ruolan could not cow him with a few words.
The Zhang Family was indeed colossal, but Zhang Ruolan was merely a collateral descendant far removed from the Zhang Family's center of power.
Purchasing Crossing Pigs was, by nature, a shady business that could not bear even the slightest ray of light.
He did not believe Zhang Ruolan truly dared to tear off all pretenses and argue the matter out in broad daylight.
"Uncle Gray, don't be angry. Ruolan merely wishes to close this deal with you. If two hundred thousand won't do, what about three hundred thousand?" Zhang Ruolan withdrew her blood energy and softened her tone.
Gray Three was a Sixth Realm Martial King. If they truly came to blows, she was no match for him.
What she had done earlier was merely using power to suppress him.
Boar Hunters were exceptionally skilled at detaining stowaways from the lower realms.
Most of the time, they could capture them without sustaining any losses.
That was why she had specifically named Gray Three.
She hoped he would lend her a hand.
"Three hundred thousand? Is that true?" Gray Three was stunned.
He found it hard to believe that, merely to seize a Crossing Pig, Zhang Ruolan was willing to spend so lavishly.
"Of course."
"Deal. Once he leaves