"This chair wasn't cheap. I'm afraid Senior can't afford to compensate me, can you?" I sneered coldly. Of course, my words had another meaning. Old Man Mi immediately stood up and glared at me through clenched teeth. "You insolent brat! If this weren't the place for it, I'd teach you a lesson!"
"Hehe, this isn't the place for it. So you don't have to compensate me for the damage? The Flying Waterfall Cloud River wasn't the place for it either, so does that mean you shouldn't have to pay for it?" I argued shamelessly.
Old Man Mi's face trembled with rage as he turned to Qingyang Zhao. "Junior Brother Qingyang! You saw it yourself—this brat has humiliated me like this. I truly can't swallow it. If you insist on protecting him today, then you no longer recognize me as your senior brother!"
Qingyang Zhao stood up and hurriedly tried to stop him. "Senior Brother Mi, please calm down. This is only because the negotiations broke down. Is there any need to resort to violence? How about we discuss it again? This super-grade-one divine sword is indeed rather valuable..."
"Exactly. Senior Brother Mi, although Junior Sister Lan has some influence in Sky City, she is ultimately still a disciple of the Far Eastern Immortal Sect. She isn't skilled at managing territory, and she isn't wealthy either. How could she produce the materials for a super-grade-one sword to forge a divine sword? Even if she could find the materials, sword-forging still had its risks of success and failure. To forge this Love Song for Qili, we had to plead with Master and Madam. It was only because of their great affection for us that they brought out a full thousand Chaos Crystals and the materials for a super-grade divine sword, allowing Qili