"Shut up. You only have a head left, so just stay quiet. Instead of running your mouth, you should think about how you're going to face Mr. Eman when you get back. Your boss was so furious with you that he threw a fit inside the mage tower."
Hearing that Walkerway was still trying to steal his lines and give orders, the malicious-eyed mad knight had no intention of indulging another lunatic who had caused him trouble. While gleefully describing old Eman's fury, he grabbed Walkerway's head and began shaking it violently at no less than five times the speed of light for several seconds. Only after the severely soul-injured Red Robed Mage's eyes rolled wildly and he sank into a dazed stupor did the still-sunshine-smiling Instant Kill Spear calmly turn to the ill-tempered Whisper of Destruction before him and say:
"Since it was a misunderstanding, how about you let this idiot off the hook? Don't worry, old Eman is a very reasonable Blazing Sun Throne. As ransom for this stupid pig, he's willing to compensate you with plenty of Morningstar-tier resources."
Using the name of a Blazing Sun Throne to negotiate, Kane truly deserved to be Punk's only "close friend" in two hundred thousand years. He understood very well that it was basically impossible to make the never-willing-to-suffer-a-loss Whisper of Destruction fight a major battle for nothing. Thus, the first thing he mentioned was a "generous ransom."
After hearing the wealth-representing phrase "plenty of Morningstar-tier resources," Punk's expression finally gradually returned to its cold calm.
To be honest, if he had the chance, the caster still wanted to kill Walkerway and eliminate the root of the problem. After all, this dangerous lunatic was undoubtedly the strongest enemy Punk had encountered since advancing to Morningstar. If he let him return