"Fine, let's just say we're spending money to avert disaster and let this matter drop. If we have to pay, then we'll pay. How much do you want us to compensate you!?" asked the tall, thin, middle-aged man standing behind Ye Minze with a grim expression. The representative of the Xuanyuan family seemed to feel that paying compensation was acceptable as well.
"Heh, it seems you've reached an agreement. Very well, then I'll calculate how much you should pay." I glanced at Bei Hu Yun and Mao Chuchu, then put on a worried expression. "Sigh, you've seen it yourselves. Both young ladies were frightened, and I'm afraid they won't recover for some time. As for me, I've been trembling all over from just now until now. You could say that we suffered deep psychological trauma this time, and it's likely to affect our performance in the competition..."
"Cut the nonsense! How much?" The third official standing alongside the Xuanyuan family decisively interrupted me, afraid I would fabricate something else. After all, he hadn't seen me trembling, much less Bei Hu Yun and Mao Chuchu, who were smiling brightly now.
"You're certainly straightforward, but our psychological trauma this time will definitely affect our performance in the competition. The compensation can't be too little. How about this? One million Tribulation Lightning Crystals. That's the price I can barely accept." I wore an unhappy expression.
The moment I named that amount, even Ye Minze leaped to his feet. They were probably all stunned inwardly. To them, my demand was tantamount to saying there was nothing to discuss. A fortune that enormous wasn't something just any merchant family could produce!
"Are you insane? One million Tribulation Lightning Crystals! Do you think Tribulation Lightning Crystals fall from the sky like rain? Do you know how