Su Yi smiled.
He could naturally tell that the middle-aged man in purple robes plainly intended to force a purchase, trading the smallest possible price for a precious and rare immortal pill formula!
"That little sincerity is far from enough."
Su Yi's tone was calm.
"Not enough?"
The purple-robed middle-aged man's eyes flickered as he said with a genial smile, "Then nine immortal herbs and five thousand Immortal Stones! That should do, shouldn't it?"
Earlier, it had been eighteen immortal herbs and ten thousand Immortal Stones.
In the blink of an eye, he had cut it in half!
Yet the purple-robed middle-aged man spoke as if it were perfectly justified, his face full of smiles.
Master Chu's expression darkened. Just as he was about to say something, one of the prominent figures stopped him and pulled him away, refusing to let him interfere.
This infuriated Master Chu, and he shouted, "What you're doing is no different from smashing Heaven Moon Pavilion's signboard!"
Su Yi stood there, utterly composed. "Not enough."
The purple-robed middle-aged man frowned.
At once, the atmosphere in the great hall grew oppressive.
The prominent figures present could not help but reveal looks of pity.
Someone said coldly, "Young man, a common man commits no crime by possessing jade, but he becomes guilty because of it. You'd best weigh carefully whether a pill formula is more important, or your life!"
Another said, "If it were anyone else, they would not be like us, still willing to offer some compensation in exchange for your pill formula."
The purple-robed middle-aged man gave a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Fine. To show my sincerity, one immortal herb and one thousand Immortal Stones!"
In an instant, he had cut away more than half again!
Had it been anyone else, faced