He had not expected Gu Qingchen to be so ruthless, taking out an Ancient Emperor Pill in one go.
Likewise, how could he not know what Gu Qingchen was thinking?
It was nothing more than wanting to say that it was only one Ancient Emperor Pill; he could absolutely afford to compensate him.
But he was different. He simply could not bear it.
That was a hundred of them. Even the Jiang Clan he belonged to would have a headache over that, right?
Originally, he had wanted to use this to put some pressure on Gu Qingchen, but he had not expected to lift a rock only to drop it on his own foot.
Now, he was somewhat riding a tiger and unable to get off.
If he rejected it, that would be slapping his own mouth.
In that case, Gu Qingchen would win without spending a single soldier or pawn.
If he accepted, then he would have to shoulder the risk of a hundred Ancient Emperor Pills.
To him, this was a heaven-shaking gamble.
Reason told him he could not accept such a gamble.
Gu Qingchen calmly watched all of this.
He was in no hurry.
The one who held every advantage now was him.
Murong Ningbing glanced at Jiang Hong and unconsciously shook her head.
But even so, she had no intention of getting involved.
Damn it.
I don't believe that kid can make it into the top three.
Right.
How did I forget? That kid Jiang Yuntian has already named that kid outright and said he wants him dead.
Besides, our Jiang Clan has sent in so many disciples. Taking down one tiny Fifth Level Great Emperor Realm brat—isn't that something we can seize with a flip of the hand?
That's right.
What exactly am I afraid